Ye Bingzhu is playing a game with Xun Liang.
He can kill Xun Liang as many times as he likes. If he succeeds, the game ends. If he fails, he only has to answer one question honestly.
Ye Bingzhu thinks he's getting the better deal, but he never expects that repeatedly failing and coming clean will let Xun Liang slowly break down every one of his defenses.
At last, Ye Bingzhu drops his weapon and takes matters into his own hands, gritting his teeth. "Don't think I've run out of options."
"Oh, so you're finally bringing out your secret weapon." Xun Liang chuckles. "Are you going to make me die from sheer exhaustion?"
There is still no frame, which is good!
There is no frame of mind, keep up the good work!
The frame of the fourth paragraph is qingyu
The frame in the third to last paragraph is qingshi