"Oh? Is that so?"
Gu Jin remained silent for a moment, letting Yu Sheng's words sink in.
The cold air around her intensified as if the night itself was reacting to her growing anger.
Her eyes narrowed, but she kept her composure, not letting her emotions fully show.
"So," she finally said, her voice low and controlled, "Gu Aihan's plan is to drive her own sister to suicide? How pathetic."
Yu Sheng gulped, feeling the pressure of her gaze, but didn't dare to say anything more.
He knew he was already in deep trouble.
Gu Jin stood up slowly, dusting off her clothes as if preparing for something.
"You realize, Yu Sheng, that you've just admitted to being a tool in someone else's hands, right? Following orders to ruin someone's life—does that give you a sense of purpose?"
Yu Sheng's lips trembled, but he remained silent.
He was terrified of what might happen next.
Gu Jin looked down at him, her face void of sympathy.