Jelous knew that if Ye Chuqi didn't want him to, he had no chance of covering her mouth.
Ye Chuqi turned to look at Jelous. As she soothed Little White, she asked, "Do you have a plan? Want to tell me in advance? Otherwise, if I do something on my end, will I disrupt it?"
He did have a plan. That man was running out of time. Jelous had thought that if he could keep every possibility in check and drag things out a little longer, no scheme the man devised would succeed.
In the end, he still couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.
Ye Chuqi clicked her tongue. "You think you're giving him a chance to stop, but have you considered that he could use that chance to make one last desperate move? Have you thought about what it might cost?"
Jelous fell silent.
The massacre at Camp One was the cost.
"Have you considered that he was the one behind the ambush in the Ashen Wasteland? If he knew you were Red Beard, then he knew you had the Illusion Stone. Of course he'd want you dead."
"But..."
"But he didn't make another move afterward, so you think he wanted to stop? That he regretted it?"
Before Jelous could answer, Ye Chuqi laughed. "No." Her clear gaze seemed to kindle brilliant starlight in the darkness, too dazzling to meet. "It was only because I appeared."
Ye Chuqi had returned to the continent. Though her identity hadn't been confirmed at the time, she had already disrupted too many of the man's operations without realizing it. She had even taken the fight to the Imperial Capital and dealt him a serious blow. For a while, he had no time to trouble Jelous.
"If you can't bring yourself to do it,