Peak of the Competition

Was this a woman's intuition?

To be honest, Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe that even the Storyteller couldn't see anything.

Luo Leilei, this girl, could actually guess something from her actions of not replying.

She even went to the ancient book space to sit?

The corner of Xu Xiaoshou's mouth twitched.

I just spent a lot of effort to run out of that lousy place. If I go in now, won't I be asking for trouble?

There's something here!

However, my "Saint Servant" Second Brother isn't someone that a little girl like you can order around?

"Stop."

Xu Xiaoshou stopped Mu Zixi from speaking with ease.

"Master?"

Mu Zixi raised her head. Her big eyes were a little muddled.

Xu Xiaoshou sighed. "You've said so much, but other than that last piece of information that's useful, basically, everything you said... is all bullshit!"

"HMPH!"

An angry snort sounded.

Mu Zixi's forehead immediately became black.