Li Manning knew she was no match for Qin Ruan, but she was not willing to admit defeat.
She had been given hope, a glimpse of dawn, only to be let down again.
Her waiting had amounted to nothing, and her disappointment had turned into resentment.
Li Manning's bloodshot eyes brimmed with accusation as she glared at Qin Ruan, "But you promised to help me find Xiaobao!"
Qin Ruan cast her a sidelong glance, her voice slow and deep. "I didn't know about Maoshan Sect's rules previously, but just because I can't let Uncle Qiao take action doesn't mean I won't help you find Xiaobao."
Her words soothed Li Manning, and the red glow in her eyes gradually dissipated. "Really?" she asked.
"I don't go back on my word."
The murderous aura around Li Manning slowly receded.
Qiao Nanyuan stepped forward and said to Li Manning, "Tell me your son's birth date by the Chinese zodiac."
"Uncle Qiao?" Qin Ruan turned around, looking at him in surprise.
