His eyes narrowed briefly, "Kid, I've got something to do, so I might not be able to have dinner with you now. How about we reschedule it to tonight?"
Hearing this, Ying Zijin recalled something.
It had been precisely seven days since the first time she met them.
Nie Chao was going to be in trouble.
Clearly, he hadn't taken her words seriously.
However, that was normal.
She remembered that just before she left, in the year 1780, all the witch sorcerers in O-continent had been hunted down and executed as heretics.
After so many years, there were very few people with true divination abilities left, and Hua Country was no exception.
Nobody would believe in these things.
"It won't take long." Fu Yunshen didn't hear a response and turned around, his peachy eyes curving, "I'll order some takeout for you and your uncle, and you can go back to sleep, how's that?"
The danger was not clear yet, and he obviously couldn't bring a little girl with him.
