Mu Jinyu led Lin Qiaoxia out of the Hongmao Pharmaceutical Hall, and after taking a few steps, he noticed that her hand was very cold and still slightly trembling.
He understood that the girl must have been frightened by what he had just said.
"Scared?"
Mu Jinyu turned his head toward her and noticed that she was staring ahead with an unfocused gaze, her eyes filled with a trace of fear.
Hearing Mu Jinyu's words, Lin Qiaoxia's long, delicate eyelashes trembled lightly; her lips moved several times, but she did not speak.
Mu Jinyu noticed that her small hand had become even colder. He smiled faintly and said, "Do you think I am very scary, and that the gambler is somewhat pitiful?"
"Um..." Lin Qiaoxia mustered her courage and replied softly but still didn't dare to look at Mu Jinyu, nor did she dare to pull her hand back from his warm palm.
