Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and pressed down hard with his finger.
He pressed it on [No].
Song Shuhang was not the sort of person who took his anger out on others.
The one who had made the mask was Silver Trigram Heavenly Venerable, not Senior Copper Trigram. So how could he possibly move his "kindred spirit," Senior Copper Trigram, to the blacklist? How could he cruelly push him into the fire pit?
VIP—no, that was wrong. The blacklist was easy to enter but hard to leave.
So he could never bring himself to add Senior Copper Trigram to the blacklist.
At most, when he had a chance to meet "Silver Trigram Heavenly Venerable" in the future... he would blacklist him instead.
Every grievance had its perpetrator, and every debt had its debtor.
Taking one's anger out on an innocent person for no reason was merely the behavior of a loser.
So Senior Copper Trigram could just stay in his friends list!
After gritting his teeth and making his choice, Song Shuhang let out a deep sigh and gazed at White Dragon Sister, who looked like Sixteen.
Once again, it had to be emphasized—the Metal Trigram Lineage's Disguise Technique was truly a great evil-path cheat. She had clearly only put on a disguise mask, so how had even her body shape changed?
It was utterly unscientific.
"White Dragon Sister, it took me a great deal of effort to finally muster my courage," Song Shuhang sighed. The dense branches and leaves slightly concealed his current embarrassment.
Flirting with someone in public was also a first for him in this lifetime.
This time, it was mainly because he had misspoken at the start. The words "Sixteen, want to flirt with me?" had slipped out, and then he had braced both