C355 A Storm Breezes for Ninety-seven Years

Xuan held Xin Yiyi's hand worriedly and said softly, "Yiyi, believe me. I've never thought of using your identity to protect you."

Xin Yi shook off Xuan's hand and pointed at him. "Xuan, you underestimate me. Since I've decided on you, I'll believe you. Not because you're that good, but because I believe in myself and my eyes!"

Xuan was about to laugh, but Xin Yi stopped him. "Xuan