"Impossible!"
No sooner had Fu Qian finished speaking than Souffle let out a severe growl.
Yet his unwavering gaze made it hard for her to maintain eye contact.
Indeed, even if Violetta insisted on coming along tonight, she still had many ways to cope.
Bringing her here so easily, was it because he took on too much and wanted someone to confide in, or —
Souffle, for a moment, dared not continue the thought.
The critical point was that Violetta seemed to have realized this.
She always felt that after waking up this time, Violetta had become somewhat different.
"Don't worry, I came back the last time even when I forgot the Scarecrow's guidance, didn't I?"
Fu Qian patted her somewhat stiff shoulder, making a joke.
However, at his words, a mist appeared in her eyes momentarily.
"So no matter how you think about it, it's more appropriate for me to do this. It's also my wish."
Pushing away Souffle's grasping hand, Fu Qian stepped directly into the doorway.