Spilling the Beans
Editor: Henyee Translations
The little treant shrunk his neck.
He looked fearfully at the man's menacing expression.
Qiuqiu shrunk his small head and looked pitifully at the man. "M-Masta she, she, I don't know!"
"You. Don't. Know?" Mo Lian did not get angry and merely spelled out these words slowly.
However, Qiuqiu felt a chill over his head for some reason. It was as if this man in front of him was going to wring off his head the next second to use as a soccer ball!
"You, you, you can't hit me! If you hit me, y-you! You will regret it and be down on luck! M-My little masta w-won't forgive you!" Qiuqiu shouted nervously, mentioning Qiao Mu's name for protection.
"Where is she?" Mo Lian asked coldly.
"I-In, in, in… in a v-very c-cold place."
"What is that supposed to mean? Explain clearly, why did she leave her body? Why did she go to that cold place?"