——They dispersed in displeasure.
It wasn't quite a falling out, but it was still not far from a cold war.
Bai Youwei was still seething during the celebration feast the next day and refused to leave the dollhouse.
Shen Mo wasn't talented at placating girls. He tried to soothe Bai Youwei with a few words but she grew tired of hearing the same two phrases and pushed him out of the door.
"You're really not going?" Shen Mo asked her for the last time.
Bai Youwei turned her head away in disdain, expressing her contempt with a huff.
Shen Mo said, "If only three of the four kings show up, they might think you've given up on the competition for the title of king."
"Then you shouldn't go either!" Bai Youwei seethed.
