The deaths of Ruan Qun, Ruan Chi, and even the Ruanlin Family, were they really accidents?
Watching the Changchong slide limply outwards, Ruan Jiaojiao called out to it, "Changchong, wait a minute."
The moment she spoke up, Xiu Xi's gaze next to her immediately sharpened, frightening the Changchong, which was happily about to slither back, nearly stumbled, and almost fell flat on its face. Standing outside the door, it tried to steady itself as best as it could, but couldn't withstand the pressure emanating from Xiu Xi, trembling uncontrollably all over.
Yet it still didn't want to leave, gazing eagerly at Ruan Jiaojiao.
"Brother Xiu, don't be like this, I have something to ask it," Ruan Jiaojiao knew these animals were scared of Xiu Xi, she tugged on his hand, asking him not to scare it like that.
Xiu Xi was somewhat displeased.
But he was even less willing to upset her, so he could only slightly curb the aura he was emitting.
