His Highness Is Jealous

Baili Jiajue curved his lips into a smile. He had never cared about the life and death of humans, but he actually said, "It's a very interesting game, isn't it?"

Helian Weiwei could hear something else implied in these words. "I thought that the murderer was not some ghost, but a human."

Baili Jiajue laughed in a low and meaningful voice. "That's right."

"But your expression doesn't look like it." Helian Weiwei's small face was fierce as she warned in a low voice, "Don't always make me doubt my intelligence."

Baili Jiajue liked it when she looked like this and smiled even more brightly. "My master, I wouldn't dare to make you doubt your intelligence."

Helian Weiwei was speechless. Then what was he doing right now?!