"No, I haven't known her for long at all. She suddenly found me for no apparent reason and said she could help me..."
Zhong Lihan suddenly stopped.
Did that make him sound a little stupid?
"Help you with what? Why did you stop?"
Su Qiao was actually a little curious about how the two of them had met.
Given their identities, they shouldn't have known each other at all.
"Woman, don't push it. You clearly noticed a long time ago." Zhong Lihan flew into a fit of embarrassment and anger.
Su Qiao put on an innocent expression. "Noticed what? How would I know?"
Zhong Lihan stopped suppressing his cultivation. He had originally stood just over 1.7 meters tall, but in the blink of an eye, he shot up to over 1.8 meters. His build became sturdier, and his skin turned a healthy bronze color.
His simple black robe fluttered in the wind, accentuating his wild and untamed air.
His slightly immature features from before seemed to have fully matured as well. His face had become a little more defined, though his features were only thirty percent similar to Baili Jing's.
Su Qiao was a little curious.
Wasn't he Baili Jing's clone?
How had he ended up looking so different?
While Su Qiao was still distracted, Zhong Lihan pressed his lips into a thin line, shot Baili Jing a cold glance, and walked over to Su Qiao.
He reached out and pulled her against his chest, declaring domineeringly, "Whether you noticed or not, you can't escape me."
Caught off guard, Su Qiao's nose slammed into his hard chest, making even the tip of her nose ache.
She angrily pushed him away. "Let go!"
"No!" Zhong Lihan's hand, which was clasped around her back, tightened instead as he firmly refused.
Baili Jing's