“Lil Bro, we’re at your destination.” After some time, A’jiao jumped off the carriage and told Li Qiye.

Li Qiye climbed down and so did Jian Yunyun.

“When will we meet again?” A’jiao stared at him with her moist eyes, seemingly going to miss him.

Alas, she only tried to paint this image. In reality, they flared out and looked rather scary like a lion ready to devour its prey. Yunyun didn’t dare to keep on looking.

“It’s best to never meet again.” Li Qiye waved dismissively.

“Don’t be so mean, when?” She insisted.

“I don’t...