Nangong Que, who was standing by waiting for Qi Yunjue to avenge Yan Ling, assumed he had gone soft and started berating him on the spot.
"If you're a man, kill her! Think about Yan Ling, she wouldn't be in this state if it wasn't for saving you. Killing this woman ten times over still wouldn't quench my anger. If you don't act, let me do it!"
Linxi thought her scheme had succeeded.
She tried to melt the man's heart with more tears.
She cried, "I really realize my mistake! I just wanted to take revenge on you. How great it would've been if you had taken me with you when you fled! Then I wouldn't have strayed due to jealousy. Please, let me go, I promise to mend my ways in the future, okay?"
Qi Yunjue didn't loosen his grip, coldly staring at the woman in front of him, his eyes growing icy.
He spoke coldly, "Do you know what I regret most in my life?"
A sense of foreboding gripped Linxi's heart, and she didn't dare to speak, only silently shedding tears.