Jun Wu Xie then said: "That might be the case, but the Blaze Chrysanthemum cannot be mixed together with White Shell. If one was not careful and accidentally ingests it, it might cost someone their lives."
Yue Ye's eyes flashed slightly.
Jun Wu Xie went in to sit upon a chair at the side like she had not noticed Yue Ye's strange reaction at all, her attractive looking pair of hands neatly crossed over her lower abdomen, her cold clear eyes falling upon Yue Ye, carefully measuring.
Yue Ye looked at Jun Wu Xie seemingly rather helplessly like a child who had done something wrong.
Yue Ye was just twelve years old this year and she was still a size smaller than the petite Jun Wu Xie. Seeing her stand there with her head shrunken into her shoulders would easily cause people's hearts to soften and can't bear to be harsh.
