After dozens of cycles through different worlds, Ye Zhiyao's mind finally, completely broke.
Lu Sangjiu couldn't understand her hysterical screams. She simply frowned, feeling that she understood her cousin less and less.
After a moment's hesitation, she still stepped forward to help her up. "What's wrong?"
Ye Zhiyao was having a breakdown, and the calmer Lu Sangjiu appeared, the more unhinged Ye Zhiyao became.
She grabbed Lu Sangjiu's arm, her grip like a vice. "Who the hell are you? Did I owe you some great debt in a past life?"
Lu Sangjiu was speechless.
'Ye Zhiyao seems to have gone insane.'
Wrenching her aching arm free with a sharp tug, she said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
"That said, I have something I want to say to you about what just happened."
She looked at Ye Zhiyao seriously. "Regarding the advice you just gave me, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, I should first thank you for having my best interests at heart."
