Sitting gloomily on the bed and waiting for a while, Zhiyan finally emerged from the Qiankun Space, dressed neatly, her little face glowing with a brilliant smile.
"Eh, you haven't left yet?" Looking at his body emitting a cold aura, Zhiyan fearlessly blurted out a question, confident he wouldn't really do anything to her.
"Help me get dressed." Ming Yihan shot Zhiyan a glance, his words coming out in a dull tone.
"Are you sure?" Zhiyan raised her eyebrows, a sly twinkle in her clear, water-like eyes as she scanned his bare chest a few times.
Ming Yihan felt a shiver run down his spine. Okay, he retracts that request.
"I'll look for you tonight." Dropping that line, he vanished from the room with a flicker.
"Hey, hey, hey..." She still wanted to ask how he got in. Wasn't the courtyard sealed with energy, preventing movement? How could he still come and go as he pleased?
Zhiyan stepped out of the room, putting away the Sheepskin Scroll.
