When Gu Changming left, he took the distraught Sheng Ziyao with him.
The plan to pry information out of that blabbermouth fell through.
Shen Ru showed no disappointment. Instead, he climbed the stairs with keen interest and leisurely approached the man.
He was certain Mo Yu had done it on purpose. He should have realized it long ago.
Back when Sheng Ziyao had been hovering around him, the man had shown his displeasure to varying degrees.
Because Mo Yu had previously declared that he wanted to become his keeper, Shen Ru had stubbornly assumed all those perverse actions were simply displays of territoriality.
But now that he thought about it...
Would an owner bite his own pet?
Would a keeper's heart race and his breathing quicken around his pet? Would he even crave an exchange of blood?
How fascinating, Mo Yu.
So even an arrogant, insufferably conceited man like you could end up like this.
The man stood where he was, composed and elegant. "If there's anything you want to know, you can ask me directly."
"I'm not particularly interested in asking anymore."
Shen Ru's gaze skimmed over those thin lips. After a moment's thought, he laughed. "But if you beg me, I suppose I could ask a question or two."
He was lying. He had a bellyful of questions.
Whether it was the man's relationship with the system or the connections between the various channels...
He was desperately curious about all of it.
But he couldn't let it show.
Once someone wanted something, they could be manipulated.
The man raised an eyebrow and watched the young man with interest.
Warm yellow light fell over Shen Ru's face, his full forehead, his beautiful nose, and those lush lips that could surprise someone at any moment. His defiant struggle made that