“Stop! Stop right now! What do you mean by ‘that way’? Explain yourself clearly!”
Ye Yu was truly caught off guard.
He never expected Jiang Jinhe to publicly backstab him at such a moment.
Come on, big sister, you just reunited with your wife Luo Ning, and you’re already blowing things out of proportion?
Damn!
Was Jiang Jinhe deliberately doing this to get revenge?
But they really didn’t have any deep hatred between them!
Only a lifesaving debt.
What’s this—biting the hand that saved you? The farmer versus Jiang Jinhe, Jiang Jinhe biting Ye Yu?
The whole approach seems a bit off!
Seeing Ye Yu so worked up, Jiang Jinhe had no choice but to muster courage and put her hands together, saying, “We already have our fingers intertwined!”
Hearing this, the demons present all showed looks of disappointment.
Honestly, when Jiang Jinhe said “hands together” as an action,
the male demons got very excited, but when they heard it was just static finger interlocking,
their disappointment was beyond words.
Such disappointment, so very disappointing!
Even Luo Ning’s expression turned strange—so just finger interlocking, that’s all?
Female demon, your drama is a bit too much!
Ye Yu covered his face with one hand.
He had genuinely thought Jiang Jinhe was coming with some serious accusation,
but it turned out to be just a joke?
Just finger interlocking—really feels like a prank.
And he truly had no such intention!
“City Lord, if you want to play, let’s do it another time.
I just met my wife; I really don’t have time.
Let’s talk later!”
At these words, Jiang Jinhe’s eyes reddened immediately.
“I’m not playing! I’m serious.
Tell me, if you never saw me as your partner, why did you hold my hand?”
Ye Yu sighed and was about to speak when suddenly he saw a clear tear roll down Jiang Jinhe’s cheek.
He couldn’t help but freeze.
Why was she crying all °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° of a sudden?
Seeing Ye Yu silent, Jiang Jinhe hurried forward and grabbed his sleeve, asking again, “Tell me, answer me!”
“You said in the secret realm you’d give me a superior demon immortal artifact as a reward.
I thought you came tonight for that.
So naturally, I reached out to ask you for it.
But unexpectedly, you took the initiative to hold my hand.”
Ye Yu explained everything with a somewhat serious expression.
The situation was ordinary, yet it seemed Jiang Jinhe had misunderstood.
Where exactly had the misunderstanding arisen?
“So, you never intended to become my partner, right?”
Faced with Jiang Jinhe’s question,
Ye Yu was momentarily speechless, unsure how to answer.
The truth was, he really didn’t.
But seeing Jiang Jinhe crying so painfully,
he felt a bit guilty.
Jiang Jinhe looked at the silent Ye Yu, already knowing the answer.
Then she disappeared in a flash.
A moment later,
inside the Conscience Workshop, Feng Zhenxin began lecturing all the demons who had been present.
“Keep everything about today buried deep in your hearts.
Some things are not for you to speak of.
If it weren’t for your long-standing loyalty to the Conscience Workshop, you’d all be corpses by now!”
The demons swore by their own Dao that they would never spread what they had seen or heard today.
What a joke—talking about the city lord’s gossip? Do you think you’ll live long enough?
But honestly,
the sight of the city lord in tears was truly heart-wrenching.

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