Finished talking.

Quan Jin added the last sentence: "This call is allowed to be recorded, the order is completed."

"receive--"

The reply came with the reply from the head of the control center.

The seven boys fell completely to the ground, their horrified eyes staring at Quan Jin's identity chip.

A second before she turned off the chip screen, there was a faint flash of purple light.

They were definitely not wrong.

It’s dark purple!

Miss Ai stared blankly at Quan Jin's leaving figure.

After a long while, he murmured something: "It turns out that when you are strong enough, you also have to shoulder certain responsibilities."

"You can still protect anyone."

Quan Jin led Shang Jue and Qi Yao away from the intersection. Miss Ai's last words that she whispered suddenly came to his mind, causing Quan Jin to pause suddenly as he was walking away.

Then continue.

A tired feeling, like an electric current, suddenly swept into my mind.

Quan Jin suddenly stretched out his right hand and put his palm on the wall. His chest felt uncomfortable. He couldn't tell where he felt uncomfortable, but he could feel that there was a gap in his heart.

Miss Ai's last words have been circulating in Quan Jin's memory.

'She can protect anyone...'

'Anyone...'

From Fengjiang to Kyushu.

From Kyushu to China.

Quan Jin really protects everyone, but why... Listening to these words at this moment, I feel guilty and unbearable.

"Papa, what's wrong with you?"

Qiyao saw that Quan Jin did not respond.

He walked forward with some worry and cast his eyes subconsciously towards Quan Jin's face.

Can--

But just when he saw clearly the emotions hidden deep in Quan Jin's eyes.

Qiyao's face turned pale like thunder, and violent waves arose in his heart: That was guilt, that was guilt.

"Wow-" The Lord suddenly stretched out his gloved right hand.

Immediately pull Qiyao two steps back.

While Quan Jin didn't raise his head, Qiyao quickly suppressed the strange expression on his face.

He looked at the Lord with surprise and scrutiny, moved his lips and said two words: "Thank you."

Quan Jin frowned slightly.

Shaking away the uncomfortable feeling, he put his hands on the wall and asked Qiyao softly: "Mr. Si was poisoned, why did you say it was you who was poisoned?"

"..." Qiyao, who had just regained consciousness, felt his heart suddenly rise to his throat.

Qiyao was a little absent-minded.

I keep thinking about the guilty look in Quan Jin's eyes.

Hearing Quan Jin's question, Qiyao came up with an explanation: "I'm afraid that you would use the prophecy for Mr. Si, daddy, if Si Yu knew that you went to Yinjing for her."

"She will definitely feel bad about it."

"So it's not like you said you would help me find it, and then I just gave Mr. Si an antidote."

Quan Jin heard this and glanced at Qiyao with a profound look.

Without another word, he turned around and left the place.

This time.

Shanggue and Qiyao both had a tacit understanding and did not follow him in time, watching Quan Jin's retreating back.

Qiyao couldn't help but recall the guilty look in his eyes. He immediately stretched out his hand and supported it on the wall, as if he had lost all his strength.

"What's wrong with you?" the Lord asked in an indifferent voice.

Qiyao doesn't even have the strength to pretend now.

He lowered his head, his chest felt so uncomfortable that he was a little unsteady when he spoke: "It's okay, just follow me and say that I have something to deal with and I'll go find her later."

The Lord stood still and did not move.

With how much attention he paid to Quan Jin, how could he not see the vague guilt that was about to burst out of her cocoon just now?

"Qiyao?"
Chapter completed!