"..."
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, plunging into a deathly stillness.
Si Fuqing slowly lifted her head, gazing at assistant sprite with a calmness in her eyes.
The assistant sprite shivered under her gaze, recalling the shock he received when he contacted this god over the phone, and his legs turned to jelly, "NINE, NINE the God?"
"Tell me," Si Fuqing paused, smiling slightly, "Who is Jiu the God?"
"Ah?" the assistant sprite hesitated, then looked towards Yu Xiheng, stuttering, "NINE the God, isn't it you who had an appointment with Jiu the God here tonight?"
Si Fuqing took a slow breath.
Yes, she had made an appointment with Jiu the God alone.
Thus, the one who appeared here could only be Jiu the God.
It was just that she had had a dream just now. Although she had awakened from it, she hadn't fully detached herself from the dream's haze, her thoughts unclear, not considering this aspect.
Jiu the God.
