A gun?
Su Zaozao froze, the sleepiness in her eyes rapidly fading as her expression grew cold. She looked at her, furrowing her brows slightly, "Ning Xia, what do you need a gun for? Did something happen to you?"
A gun is not something to be toyed with lightly.
Ning Xia did not answer her question, because there were some things she couldn't share with Su Zaozao.
She pursed her lips and simply said, "Sister Zaozao, I have something I need to do, but I'm sorry, I can't tell you the reason."
"If you have a way to get a gun, please help me out. But rest assured, I won't go killing or setting fires, I won't do anything illegal."
She naturally knew that Ning Xia would handle things with care and not act recklessly, but still...
Su Zaozao didn't know whether to be angry or helpless, "Ning Xia... I'm worried about you."
"I know you're worried about me," Ning Xia winked playfully at her, trying to keep her tone light, "But I'll be alright, trust me!"
