The antidote hit my mouth like nectar and ambrosia, swiftly taking away the scorching feeling, extinguishing the sensation of fire burning inside.
In just that moment of effort, a layer of cold sweat had broken out all over my body.
I lay weakly on the ground, my movements sluggish as I took out a handkerchief from my chest to wipe the beads of sweat off my face. After wiping, I looked up at Bei Lingsu, my expression calm with a hint of deathly stillness, "I originally thought you truly were my aunt. It turns out that's not the case."
Bei Lingsu, "… You still think you're in the right?"
"Xiaomai is my best friend, and now she's been framed by others. You knew the inside story but said nothing, and you still think you're in the right, don't you?!"
"She's your friend, I'm your kin," Bei Yun continued in a calm and undisturbed tone.
