"You want to leave me?" Bai Chen grabbed Yousi's neck and pressed Yousi down on the table, asking in a tone like a lover's whisper.
You Si groaned in discomfort, but did not answer Bai Chen's question. The increasingly clear sense of grievance in his heart made You Si feel extremely panicked.
Bai Chen followed Yousi's attacking hand to seal the demonic energy in his body, and stroked Yousi's neck, which was a little red and swollen from being pinched. "I can make you stand at the top again, and I can naturally turn you into an ant."