It was now Chu Yuxiao's turn to remain silent, "Why ask so many questions? Just do what you need to do."
"Oh." Su Yan nodded.
She looked at the neatly torn sleeve in her hand.
She highly suspected it was forcibly pulled off.
Moreover, it was pulled off all at once since the tear was uniform. Had it been pulled off several times, the edges would be jagged.
Who would be bold enough to pull off the Emperor's sleeve?
Su Yan believed that aside from the person himself, no one would dare to do such a thing…
"Chu Yuxiao, why did you pull off your own sleeve?" Su Yan asked rather thoughtlessly.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Chu Yuxiao's face, fortunately, she did not see it.
With an unnatural shift of his eyes, he said indifferently, "I used a bit too much strength."
Su Yan looked at him in surprise, "I meant, why did you pull off the sleeve at all? Without a lot of strength, could you pull it off?"
At the end, she even gave him an idiotic look.
