"Old sir, what is it that you pity?"
Lin Caisang, dressed in her usual attire, spoke up after hearing the person who was about to pass her by.
"Hiss!"
The man turned his head after hearing her voice and immediately his eyes widened in shock, followed by a sharp intake of breath.
"You, you..."
The next moment, he took off at top speed, as if he were smoke being whisked away.
Lin Caisang: "..."
As she watched his retreating figure, she almost turned to stone on the spot.
"Did I... offend him?"
She turned her eyes sideways to Sui Zimo, asking in a whisper.
Not only did he not answer her, but he also hurried away as if a ferocious tiger was chasing him.
Whom had she managed to offend now?
"You know,"
Sui Zimo helplessly raised his hand, lightly touching the tip of her nose that was just outside her mask.
