Ling Yu had not paid any attention to them.
He had always been aloof.
He didn't even blink his eyes.
Qin Yuan was still watching them coldly.
It wasn't clear how long had passed when Baldy finally couldn't hold back anymore, and his tone of voice became much heavier.
"Ling Yu, what's going on with you? They've been talking to you for so long, and you haven't reacted at all."
"Do you realize what position you're putting them in? Even if you're mad at me, you should at least respond, you don't want to stand with us."
"You should at least say something," he continued, "how would others know what you're thinking if you don't say anything? Can't you have a bit of sense?"
Baldy was just blowing off steam, and he looked rather exasperated.
He kept glowering at Ling Yu.
He couldn't hold back his desire to lay into Ling Yu.
But just as he reached out his hand, he took a deep breath and held back.
Forget it, don't be impulsive.
In any case, he had to hold it back.
