Mu Xiaoxiao laughed heartily: “He must be hiding in his room. Let’s go find him!” Then she pointed at Zhao Changping: “Zhao Changping, let me introduce you to a super handsome guy. Don’t be too self-conscious!”
Zhao Changping protested: “Hmph, everyone used to say I was the most handsome genius. I want to see who can make me feel inferior!”
“Geniuses often sacrifice one aspect to enhance another,” Mu Xiaoxiao said. “That’s a famous quote I once read. Now, I absolutely believe the person who said this is a genius, haha…”
This woman, laughing so often, no matter who she was facing, she could always laugh! This spy was not normal! Forget it, it wasn’t the first day he knew about her quirk. What was there to care about with an assassin? Long Yuqian thought and walked ahead.
Little Huahua had disappeared. Ling Yuan was searched thoroughly, but there was no trace. Mu Xiaoxiao finally realized something was wrong and asked the Flower-Clothed Person’s maid. The young palace maid knelt on the ground, trembling all over, unable to speak coherently.
Mu Xiaoxiao couldn’t find out when the Flower-Clothed Person left, when he would return, or what he was doing. Just looking at the maid’s terrified appearance, she didn’t want to ask anymore. As Mu Xiaoxiao was about to turn and leave, she suddenly remembered she should leave a message for the Flower-Clothed Person, telling the maid to have him look for her when he returned. However, she saw Long Yuqian communicating with the maid through eye contact. The maid had stopped trembling. But Long Yuqian instantly returned to normal and walked over. Mu Xiaoxiao felt something was about to emerge but couldn’t quite understand it. It was like standing at the exit of a maze, with just one door separating her from the outside world, but she couldn’t take that final step.
Later, Mu Xiaoxiao finally understood the connection. But by then, she no longer had the strength to hate. In the vast universe, a single being is so small, just struggling to survive like an insignificant insect.
