Mystic Technique
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Within ten days, Huai Mei had gone to Zhu An'an many times to ask about many things.
In fact, she really wanted to take An'an away. After all, Huai Mei was not at ease with this so-called Ning Caichen's character. She was afraid that he was the same as the Ghost Spirit Sect's young master.
However, Zhu An'an kept shaking her head and kept convincing Huai Mei not to be so paranoid. She was fully convinced Ning Caichen was a good person.
"An'an, why do you trust these stinky men, but not me?"
Huai Mei had a bitter smile on her face. She could naturally sense that the little girl in front of her had an inexplicably high level of trust in Zhang Shan and Ning Caichen.
This was something she could not imagine.
She had known many men and had experienced the incident with the young master. She could not believe these men no matter what.