Zhao Lingxiao: "..."
"You! You're too much! How can you be like this?" She stomped her foot, "Okay, okay, I just want to follow you! Hurry up and move forward!"
"Why don't you go first?" Lin Yi gestured with his hand towards Wu Jing.
"Hey, don't you think walking together gives a better sense of security?"
"Really?" Lin Yi questioned seriously.
"You!" Zhao Lingxiao bit her lower lip, gazed at him resentfully, but seeing Lin Yi's expression reminiscent of a monk from the Eastern Tang on a pilgrimage to the Western Heaven for scriptures, she understood completely. She immediately stomped her foot, snorted, and without further entanglement, turned around and disappeared into the darkness under a streetlamp, walking alone down the path.
Watching Zhao Lingxiao's silhouette, Lin Yi sighed softly, but felt a bit more at ease in his heart.
Previously, he might have thought that having someone might be safer, but now Zhao Lingxiao gave him a negative sense of security.
