Uncle's eyes were still so deep at this moment, but there seemed to be a hint of unease.
Mu Xiaojiu turned away, avoiding eye contact, still unwilling to let her vulnerable side show in front of her.
In her heart, her man had to be the strongest, he must be omnipotent, turning heaven and earth upside down.
So, as for being scared or not, even if willing to speak it out loud, she didn't want to let her see it.
Baili Xia, of course, knew Uncle's personality; thus, she did not press him but simply watched him quietly.
Quietly asking, "Scared of what?"
The usually omnipotent and domineering Uncle could also have times when he was afraid... really?
Mu Xiaojiu still didn't look at her, his gaze resting on some corner.
"A you has already nearly cost me my life three or four times... What's with the pout? What I'm saying is the truth."
Baili Xia's pouting lips slowly relaxed as she stared at his strong-jawed face, seeming to understand.
