She couldn't afford such embarrassment.
But Li Yun had no intention of letting her go. As he felt Ming Lingyi struggle, the hand on her waist patted her gently—part reminder, part warning.
Ming Lingyi said, "...Since you already know and have time to spare, why don't you just strike first?"
'Does he have to let things get messy to be satisfied?'
"If I don't let them put on a little show," Li Yun said, "how will I find out who is truly on their side? Investigating them one by one is too much trouble. I'd rather they deliver themselves to my doorstep."
Li Yun could tolerate many things, but betrayal was not one of them.
If he were to round them up now, any fence-sitters who blended in might slip through the net and escape. The thought of that disgusted him.
It was better to force their hand and catch them all in one fell swoop.
He would never show mercy to those who sought to betray him.
