Shen Qinghe again pinched her own arm with force, feeling the pain, which meant that everything here was not her dream?
She looked at Dongfang Wuya with disbelief and shook the golden cage forcefully as she demanded, "Where exactly is this place?!"
Dongfang Wuya had not expected Shen Qinghe to suddenly go mad. He found it ridiculous, "This is Bixiao Tower. You've been here three times and you still need me to tell you this is my territory? I haven't even interrogated you about where you come from, or why you can come and go freely..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the woman rolling around inside the cage.
It was the first time he had ever witnessed such a frenzied scene from a shrewish woman; it was indeed novel.
"It's over, there's something wrong with this place..." Shen Qinghe carefully recalled the process of entering and exiting the dream several times, a chill running down her scalp.