Picking Fights!

Ba Shu spat fiercely in his heart. It's the brink of death—how can I think so much? All I want is to live!

Besides, Old Pa was just an ordinary person standing beside him. Even if he were a prince or noble, loyalty might be abandoned when facing imminent danger!

Ba Shu muttered inwardly, but he didn't dare to reveal too much on the surface. Glancing at the expressionless Qiao Mu, he offered a strained smile. "Crown Prince Consort, please be reasonable. What did I do? It was chaotic, and in that critical moment, I… I acted out of self-defense, didn't I?"

"What kind of self-defense is that? You're simply betraying your teammate!" Huang Sheng roared, provoking a dangerous narrowing of Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao's eyes. She cast a bone-piercing, cold glare that scanned Ba Shu from head to toe.

Ba Shu, taken aback, defensively took a step back.