In the face of Qin Yueshi's heartfelt persuasion, Jing Zhengwu opened and closed his mouth, as though he was about to agree.
But in the end, he merely revealed a bitter smile and let out a long sigh. "You're all the same. You don't understand my father. You don't understand the Black Thorns at all..."
Qin Yueshi's body stiffened. She said dejectedly, "You've still decided to leave?"
"Yes. And if I don't leave now, it'll be too late." Jing Zhengwu pushed Qin Yueshi away, brushed the hair hanging beside her cheek behind her ear, and said, "When I heard this morning that my elder brother had obtained a permanent seat, I knew I had to leave. It's already late now. If you keep pestering me, you'll only get me killed."
Qin Yueshi shook her head. "With your personality, if you got the news this morning, you should have left this morning. Why haven't you left even though it's noon?"
"Moving the supplies takes time..."
"Don't lie to me. You've been with me these past few days. I was wondering why you went out of your way to arrange a ship at the harbor and move such a large amount of supplies into a warehouse. You prepared everything long ago. You could leave at any time."
"So," Qin Yueshi pressed both hands against Jing Zhengwu's face, forcing him to look her in the eye. "You were waiting for me, weren't you? You were hesitating, weren't you? You were wondering whether to take me with you. But you also knew that this separation might last a lifetime. You didn't want to leave without seeing me one last time, so you dragged things out until I came here, right?"
"Stop pretending to be some cunning, deeply devoted schemer. We're just two impulsive, emotional