C68 It Needs to be Improved

"Si Chenmoh, Si Chenmoh, I'm sick. ... "" Chu Ningyan muttered to herself.

Subconsciously, whenever she encountered danger or difficulties, something flashed through her mind. Si Chenmoh was the only one.

"I'm sorry." Si Chenmoh said in a low voice.

He had known that the banquet would be dangerous, but he did not protect her. She was in danger again