Scolding Yourself

Mo Ruyue turned around and stared at Li Zeyan. "I left you a cultivation book previously. You have to read it more."

The boy's skin in front of her became fairer and no longer had the sallow color from before.

Staring at the pair of brown eyes, Mo Ruyue felt that these eyes were different from ordinary people. As for what was different, she couldn't tell.

It seemed to be a human being.

She must have been overthinking. Why wasn't he a human?

Although there were also people in this world who could cultivate into humans, Li Zeyan was not.

Monsters that could cultivate into humans were usually very powerful. Li Zeyan, this weak chicken, was not a monster.

Putting aside all the nonsense, Mo Ruyue said to Li Zeyan, "I'll be leaving first."

With that, he walked out.

"Sister Ruyue, I'll wait for you to come back."

Li Zeyan looked at Mo Ruyue's back and waved.

He left again.