Qin Xin withdrew her gaze, a hint of sarcasm playing at the corners of her lips.
From her perspective, the senior who lost to her in archery yesterday was obviously brainless. How would he think to lure Ao Xinghao and the others to the grove, let alone come up with the idea to snitch?
It was all secretly orchestrated by someone.
Unfortunately, that woman's tactics were still lacking.
Little Dongju exclaimed indignantly, "Master, I think that woman hasn't been bitten by snakes enough; her skin is itching again! Let's send the little ginger snake to teach her a lesson."
A splash of ginger peeked out a small head from behind Qin Xin's heel: "Uh-huh, close the door, let me go!"
Qin Xin said calmly, "Go ahead."
The shadow of the ginger snake flickered and disappeared.
Ao Xinghao: "Xin, what did you say?"
Qin Xin turned her head indifferently, "Nothing, let's go."
