Fine, she was just a nobody stuck in the lower rungs of society. She neither understood the games the elite played, nor did she want to! He was the one who had initiated everything with her.
Hua Xiaomo turned her face away, no longer paying him any attention, and walked to the side. Staring into the pitch-black night, she couldn't quite articulate her feelings.
It was just that atop this tower, she had the distinct impression of the forlornness that came with being in a high place.
A smooth, yet detached voice drifted over, "What are you thinking about, my Xiao Mo?"
Before she knew it, he had already approached her.
Hua Xiaomo turned her face toward him, warily taking a step back.
"HA HA..." Qi Longbing burst out laughing as he looked at her. "Didn't you say you were the hunter? Are you afraid now?"
"..." Hua Xiaomo looked at his wicked expression, momentarily at a loss for words. Damn it, can he not make that face?
