Don't answer!
Don't answer!
Don't answer!
This was the only answer that emerged in Zheng Qing's mind after hearing the question relayed by the black gem cat from the owner of Qingqiu Mansion. He was very certain that Su Shijun's question had no correct answer; recklessly answering would only end in 'courting death' or 'suicide'.
Neither of these results were what he wanted.
"Did you hear that?"
The black gem cat waved its paw in front of the warlock, its tone unfriendly: "Next time you need to attend the paper discussion yourself... I've always wondered why you would leave something that requires intensive intellectual labor to a brainless stone?"
The warlock glanced at his own embodiment—he's heard of self-criticism, but never like this—then he realized that this thing was his embodiment. Its insults towards him were essentially self-directed, weren't they?
Hmm, it seems there isn't much difference between the two statements originally.
