But Tang Shilin wasn't finished. "We're even on this." She smiled. "Oh, yeah, you should know better than anyone that in this world, there are those who take, and those who get left behind. So tell me, Haoyi, which one are you?"
Wen Haoyi clenched his fists. He had no illusions about Tang Shilin—she was sharp, calculating, and ruthless when it suited her. But this wasn't just about him.
None of them noticed how Ye Xinren had remained silent through, showing unreadable face. But beneath his composed manner, something dark simmered. Of course, he didn't like who he just saw.
Tang Shilin smirked. "Well, I suppose we'll find out soon enough."
She turned, walking away without another word.
Shen Ke followed, sparing one last glance at Wen Haoyi before tossing him a mocking grin.
However, Ye Xinren, didn't look back.
And as they disappeared, Wen Haoyi exhaled sharply, clenching his fists at his sides.
---
