Little Jue?
When Chi Jiao heard this name, a sense of expectancy arose in her heart.
Chi Jiao looked behind her. Indeed, a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen was behind her.
The young man was dressed in black and looked very dashing. His handsome facial features exuded a bone-chilling coldness as if nothing could enter his eyes.
Chi Jiao was shocked.
"Brother Quan? Why are you here too?" Chi Jiao asked. Unfortunately, she could only speak in her own mind. Her voice couldn't come out of her body, so Quan Jue naturally didn't hear her.
Chi Jiao was very sure that Little Jue was Brother Quan Jue. Not only did they look the same, but the aura they emitted was also the same.
However, Little Jue wasn't as enthusiastic about Chi Jiao as Quan Jue was. In comparison, his attitude was very cold. He kept his mouth shut as if he was mute.
Now, Chi Jiao was certain that she was related to Bai Wanxi's younger sister.
