"See him?" Wei Yinsuo's expression changed, and he refused flatly. "How am I supposed to see him? This place is crawling with people from the Judicial Court. One slip-up, and it won't just be him who dies—I'll be dead too!"
"I don't even know if Jiang Shu Mo is still secretly watching me."
"No one is watching you. I can feel it," the voice in his ear insisted. "This is the second time he's appeared. He must have sensed my presence. Since he's come this close, he must want to meet me."
"Can't you two communicate remotely?" Wei Yinsuo was still reluctant. The risk of meeting under these circumstances was too high.
"I'm not giving you a choice," the voice in his ear turned cold.
A flash of anger crossed Wei Yinsuo's mind, quickly replaced by a wave of despair. After a moment of silence, he could only respond helplessly in his thoughts, 'I understand.'
"Xue Fei!" he yelled, his voice laced with barely suppressed anger.
