Student Jiu was stumped by the question.
It would seem hurtful if she answered him, but if she didn't, the Almighty would probably misunderstand. He might think she still harbors ulterior motives.
Qin Mo looked over at the motionless youngster and replied, "Forget it, you don't have to answer me."
Then he took large strides forward, his fingers clenching uncontrollably. Perhaps that was the only way to suppress the ache that was spreading within him.
He wouldn't have wanted to hear the youngster's response.
And that someone was still staring at him, his unapproachable rear view. Fu Jiu reached for her nose bridge subconsciously.
Lin Feng seemed to have sensed something as he walked over and glanced at the youngster's dazed expression. "Little Spade, what did you say just now? Why does it seem like Captain is angry at you?"
