Gu Qiaoqiao remained silent.
Dongfang Yu had meant his words in jest, but he hadn't expected Gu Qiaoqiao to ignore him completely, without any response, which made him feel awkward.
This little girl really didn't know how to make conversation.
A frown creased Dongfang Yu's brow, barely perceptible.
For a moment, he felt listless and also felt the pain from the spot where Qin Yize had struck his ribs intensifying.
He needed to go back and treat his injuries.
Did this icy, snowy weather, coupled with the cold and pain, aim to take his life?
Dongfang Yu turned and walked away, leaving behind the words, "Continue doing what you want to do now, then you'll know what I want..."
And as his voice faded, the White Cat chased after him.
As it passed Gu Qiaoqiao, the cat paused in its steps.
Looking up at Gu Qiaoqiao, it meowed appealingly a few times.
Suddenly, Gu Qiaoqiao cracked a sardonic smile.
