No wonder Little Deer had lost her composure.
It was like someone had flipped over her hole cards at the gambling table. There was no room left to maneuver.
No matter how much she had tried to cover things up before, it was all futile now.
Jiang Yue's perceptive gaze told her he had already seen through everything. He was utterly confident, as if he had the truth firmly in hand.
Little Deer had never seen such overwhelming confidence in anyone else in the core area. Not even the sharp and capable Sister Fan, or the lofty Lord Feng Dengfeng, had ever displayed it.
For an instant, a thought even flashed through Little Deer's mind: this man was more powerful, more mysterious, and more confident than Feng Dengfeng.
He was like a fog. She thought she could see through him, but in reality, that was impossible.
Little Deer stammered, racking her brain for a few polite words to disguise her panic. But under Jiang Yue's faintly amused gaze, she couldn't even manage that.
Jiang Yue knew his words had hit Little Deer like a blow to the head, leaving her stunned.
This was when Little Deer's psychological defenses were at their weakest.
He needed to seize the opportunity.
"Little Deer, should I admire your courage or your schemes? You managed to get into the Female Camp, come out unscathed every time, and stay hidden until now without letting Sister Fan drag you out and beat you to death. I have to say, you've got some real skills."
He wasn't trying to scare her. From what Jiang Yue had heard, girls in the Female Camp who disobeyed or had ulterior motives really had been beaten to death.
Being beaten to death would have been the lucky outcome. Some of the other