Ignoring Jiang Qingtong's refusal, Long Xiaoyao walked forward, passing her by. He did not look back or say anything to her, seemingly quite confident that Jiang Qingtong would follow.
But seeing Long Xiaoyao's confident manner, Jiang Qingtong immediately raised her right hand and activated Past Moon, intending to slip away.
The gems on the bead bracelet flashed, and faint spatial ripples spread from Past Moon before vanishing into nothingness. Jiang Qingtong remained where she was and did not disappear.
It failed?
Jiang Qingtong stared at Past Moon on her hand in surprise.
Ahead of her, Long Xiaoyao had already walked some distance away. With his back to Jiang Qingtong, he called out, "Little girl, keep up. Don't fall behind."
Hearing Long Xiaoyao's words, Jiang Qingtong gave a bitter smile and secretly shook her head.
Trying to escape before a Limit Douluo with a Rank Nine Soul Tool truly was wishful thinking. Although Long Xiaoyao's martial soul was not of the spatial type, briefly suppressing Jiang Qingtong's use of Past Moon to alter space was effortless for him.
After her attempt to flee failed, Jiang Qingtong could only resign herself to following Long Xiaoyao onward.
At this point, she could only be thankful that she had encountered Long Xiaoyao rather than Ye Xishui. If it had been Ye Xishui, she probably would not have said so much. She could have simply grabbed Jiang Qingtong like a chick and carried her away.
Long Xiaoyao brought Jiang Qingtong to a modest Small Eatery near the street and asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Seeing this, Jiang Qingtong froze for a moment, her expression somewhat disbelieving. "You're really treating me?"
Long Xiaoyao nodded. "Of course. This old man has never lied to anyone."
Half convinced and half doubtful, Jiang Qingtong ordered several pastries.