Zishi was thrown on the ground, whimpering pitifully for two times, then it turned over and lay on the floor, staring unwaveringly at Shi Yuhuan.
Only its master would understand what it intended to communicate.
Song Qinghuan was terrified. The beautiful smile that had adorned her face due to Zishi's antics, albeit stricken with fear, froze within a moment.
She cautiously watched Shi Yuhuan, but he was not looking at her. From his dark eyes, he shot out stern, piercing glances at Zishi, as frigid as millennium-old black ice.
It didn't matter whether Zishi was scared or not, Song Qinghuan was surely terrified.
Seeing Zishi, she observed it again whimper and then obediently get up to walk away.
Song Qinghuan was trembling with fear, thinking that with his viciousness, he might kill Zishi.
The word "kill" sent a shudder down her spine. She gulped, "Well, don't blame it anymore. Zishi did not hurt me. It just came to play with me."
