"Why?"
"Would you not feel even a trace of guilt when you see her? Not a bit of self-reproach? Sir, when it comes down to it, Aning's situation today is largely due to you, and to a certain extent, me as well. We both have an undeniable part in this."
His tone with this last sentence was already as direct as his thoughts, without the slightest hint of fear.
Lin Yebai's handsome face paled upon hearing this. He wanted to scold the man, but when he opened his mouth, he realized he could not muster a single counterargument. Instead, his face went from pale to ashen to completely drained of any human color.
"There's something else, Sir. I hope you can be mentally prepared!"
Xiaojin left him with this last piece of advice before turning away. He didn't look back as he closed the door and departed...