Bailing Toyed with in the Palm of Her Hand

Rongcheng was shrouded in mist that morning.

Elderly men and women strolled leisurely with their dogs after morning exercises, the market bustled with noise and activity, and every vehicle on the road had its fog lights on as they drove carefully through the dense haze.

Nan Xiaofeng, whose first class was not until ten in the morning, had unexpectedly gotten up early today—

"Haaah..."

After letting out a long yawn, Nan Xiaofeng glanced at Hua Ling, who was likewise not in great shape in her gloomy mode. She silently wiped the corners of her eyes and smoothed down her hair.

"You dragged us out of bed this early, Bailing. You'd better have something important to say, or I'm rolling you into a ball and throwing you into the river."

Nan Xiaofeng straightened her gaze and looked directly at the White Sable Spirit floating before her.

They were at North River Riverside Park in Rongcheng, and the rooftop of Flower Creek Hospital's inpatient building could be seen in the distance.

Bailing had dragged her out of bed early that morning, looking terribly anxious. She had also called Hua Ling to the riverside park, though neither of them knew what she wanted to say.

"A-Anyway, just listen to me first!"

The White Sable Spirit was extremely nervous, rubbing her little sable paws together in front of her chest, producing a series of clacking friction sounds.

"Um... well... first of all! I'm terribly sorry! Please forgive me!"

Before Nan Xiaofeng could react, the White Sable Spirit immediately pressed her hands together and raised them above her head. Her whole body nearly prostrated itself in midair.

Bailing had never apologized like this before, leaving the two people still full of morning grumpiness momentarily stunned.

Hua Ling's gloomy mode was immediately dispelled, and she asked