But those herbs in Yue Ye's flowerbeds were all growing strong and absolutely thriving!
Even if that was all by accident, it couldn't possibly be all that coincidental.
The only possible conclusion, was that the person who planted those herbs had consciously known of them, and knew what kind of care they needed.
The expression on Yue Ye's face changed in an instant. The green bumbling ignorance of a young little girl ceased to show in the slightest and in that pair of large eyes, enmity and wariness against Jun Wu Xie was clearly written in them.
"What are you thinking of doing? Do you know that by you saying these words, it may cause you to not be able to walk out from this place today?" Yue Ye's voice suddenly turned cold. It was clearly just a young little girl merely twelve years of age, but the threat within her words could not be denied.
"Oh?" Jun Wu Xie arched up an eyebrow, not showing one bit of fear.
