"Why are you looking at me like this?" Cult Master Ding looked at her with an obscure expression.
Suddenly, the sounds of cracking bones rang out, and the figure of the sweetly smiling Miss Shaoyao abruptly grew taller, transforming into a tall man in purple robes. He smiled at her through slitted eyes, and he gave off a bewitching aura.
"Qiaoqiao, I'll apologize to you, okay?" He gazed at her pitifully as he explained, "I was wrong to pretend to be your mother to deceive you. I was also at even greater fault for abandoning your mother in the room! Tell me, how can you forgive me."
Qiao Mu looked at him expressionlessly and felt more bizarre the longer she examined him.
The familiar way he was acting didn't look like pretend!
But she clearly was not on familiar terms with him!
"Qiaoqiao?"
Qiao Mu's petite face remained taut. "You have come to die right."
"Why do you think that?"
