Shuang Xi left with a stern face.
Ji Bingchu had already arrived. "Song Ming! You were looking for me? You missed me?"
Shen Songming threw the handkerchief directly at his face, his expression gloomy, and spoke coldly, "I need an explanation."
Ji Bingchu was stunned for a moment, and after smelling the handkerchief, he said, "Oh! This is Pei Qin's medicine! It expels cold poison!"
"I need an explanation!" Shen Songming roared.
Ji Bingchu looked deeply into his furious eyes and silently sat down with the handkerchief. "In any case, it's about saving Pei Qin. You don't need to ask further. Mo Heng won't let Pei Qin die! He will use every means possible to save her!"
Shen Songming's gaze was sharp as he stared at him, his face filled with shadows.
Ji Bingchu met his gaze.
The two did not speak for a long time.
Shen Songming kept waiting, while Ji Bingchu did not reveal a word.
"Show the guest out!" Shen Songming ordered coldly.
