Ming Ye's gaze remained fixed ahead, but there was a quiet certainty in his voice when he spoke.
"I'll find the person who did it."
Zi Han blinked, slightly taken aback by how absolute he sounded. "You don't have to—"
"I said I will," he cut in, not even turning to look at her this time. His tone was firm, leaving no room for argument. "That's final."
Zi Han studied him for a moment, her brows drawing together faintly. "And what if you get the wrong person?"
This time, he turned.
His lips curved faintly, looking quite arrogant.
"I won't," he said simply. "Trust me."
The way he said it wasn't just reassurance, but conviction.
He would find the person who did it.
Zi Han held his gaze for a second longer, as if trying to read what exactly he was thinking, then she sighed.
"…Alright," she said finally, though there was still a trace of suspicion in her voice. Then she added, more cautiously, "Just don't do anything outrageous."
