"Okay, I've decided not to use this technique."
Baihu's words left Chen Tian shocked. He hadn't expected her to reject him.
"W-Why not? This technique is pretty good," Chen Tian stammered, trying to understand Baihu's sudden change of heart. He had thought that Baihu wouldn't refuse his offer, considering she had always shown interest in him, but now he was left feeling confused and unsure of what to do next.
Baihu shook her head gently.
"I know. This is one of the best techniques I've seen. But it conflicts with my goals—the path I've chosen."
Chen Tian's confusion deepened as he tried to comprehend her reasoning.
"Goals?"
Baihu simply nodded, her expression unreadable.
"Yes, my goals," she repeated, her eyes fixed on her stomach. For some reason, Chen Tian felt cold sweat beginning to form on his forehead.
