Only two people remained unmoved, Rong Qi awkwardly stood up, his eyes still tightly fixed on Feng Yueya.
Feng Yueya sighed helplessly and had to meet his gaze, seeing a hint of embarrassing sorrow in the depths of his eyes.
Although she didn't like him, seeing him saddened because of herself also made her feel somewhat uneasy.
The atmosphere was somewhat stiff, and the people kneeling on the ground hastily gave Rong Qi meaningful looks, signaling him not to stand there foolishly.
Rong Qi seemed to be completely oblivious, utterly ignoring their hints.
Meanwhile, Hai Ruoyan sat steadily in her place, like an old monk in meditation, pretending to see and hear nothing around her.
Feng Yueya sighed, the confrontation she had to face had finally arrived. However, letting Hai Ruoyan and Rong Qi know the truth sooner and giving up on any lingering hope was perhaps for the best.
