It was impossible for a harmless little boy to exist in Desolation, which was a world that had been silent for countless years.
Now that such a situation had occurred, it was even more suspicious.
This had to make Chang Ling speculate more, because it was really too out of common sense.
She began to think about how to retreat.
Seeing that she did not speak, the little boy who was lying on the back of the green bull suddenly sat up straight. His pair of dark and bright eyes looked straight at Chang Ling. "Are you afraid of me?"
She remained silent, not knowing how to answer.
At this moment, an angry voice sounded, "Get lost!"
Chang Ling turned pale with fright. Only now did she remember that she was still pressing down on the Young Emperor and hurriedly stood up to retreat.
"S-Sorry…" Her face flushed red as she spoke in embarrassment.
