Qiao An's voice was suddenly dark and terrifying, and her teeth chattered. "Li Zecheng, so for the past two years, you've been deliberately lying to me. You're not an Thunderbolt Blade at all, right?"
Li Zecheng was silent for a moment.
He had forgotten about this when he and Wei Xin joined forces to tear Qiao An apart.
Seeing that he could not hide it anymore, Li Zecheng admitted generously.
"You're right. I'm indeed not your first love."
Qiao An tightened her grip on the phone, causing her knuckles to crack. Qiao An gritted her teeth and shouted angrily, "You pretended to be Thunderbolt Blade?"
Li Zecheng was slightly stunned. "How can you say that I was pretending? Qiao An, when I met you, I didn't know that you treated me as Thunderbolt Blade."
"So what happened after that? Why didn't you say anything when I repeatedly confirmed your identity with you?"
"After that…"
