"Jiang Yi, were you the one who saved me?"
Jiang Zheyu didn't push him away, nor did she reach out to hug him back. She just asked the question softly.
Jiang Yi paused for a moment, his long lashes lowering. His clear voice fell upon Jiang Zheyu's ears. "Yes, it was me. I can't hide it from you."
Hearing Jiang Yi's admission, Jiang Zheyu fell silent.
"So, are you working with those Star Thieves?" Jiang Zheyu finally asked.
'Otherwise, how could he have connected to that Biorobot, Gu Yao?'
'Unless he himself was right next to the machine that links spiritual power to the Biorobot.'
Jiang Yi froze for a moment at her question. He realized that Master Yu Yu still didn't suspect he was a self-aware Biorobot born from data.
He could sense the detached indifference in Master Yu Yu's tone—the same detached indifference and distance she had for Star Thieves.
Jiang Yi's breath hitched.
'She can't—she can't think of me as someone so bad. She can't push me away.'
