Chapter 333: The Master of Rishengchang

"Alright."

Hu Keqing's expression eerily relaxed, and his face, which had turned pale due to the cold, suddenly bore a hint of a smile.

"As a reward, I will tell Yueyue what you want to know."

Qi Yue sighed again.

The chill of the early morning formed a beautiful vortex on her stunning face, carrying an indescribable melancholy.

"It is I—who chose Zhao Xiyan. Even if there were ten of you, even if I could do it all over again, it would still be him."

Her resolute words seemed to soften the cold wind in the air.

However, that phrase, "ten of you," was like a dagger plunging heavily into Hu Keqing's heart.

His whole body, already in freezing pain, felt as though it was being torn apart, but this cut was worse than all the others.

In an instant, his pale cheeks blanched even whiter with despair, resembling an ice sculpture.

The sorrow in his eyes gradually faded, leaving them hollow, like those of a mummy.

"Ten of me?" His colorless lips trembled, "What about someone else?"