Just one second before their lips touched, an irritating voice drifted over from afar.
"Little Young Master Qin, look at the time! Why aren't you home yet..."
Qin Chao inwardly cursed his luck. When he looked at Xiao Wu again, sure enough, she had already ducked aside, her face flushed with embarrassment...
Su Yuntao! Are you blind?! Can't you see I'm trying to woo a girl?!
Qin Chao cursed him inwardly, ten thousand mud-slinging alpacas stampeding through his mind. If looks could kill, Su Yuntao would probably have died eight hundred times over.
"Oh, you have a friend here!" Su Yuntao remained utterly oblivious to Qin Chao's murderous gaze. He even smiled and greeted Xiao Wu beside him. "Hello, little girl. Welcome to Holy Soul Village..."
"Hello... sir..." Xiao Wu shyly raised her head, but the moment she saw Su Yuntao's clothes, her smile vanished. Even her face turned deathly pale.
"Good, good! What a pretty little girl. Little Young Master Qin, you two have fun. I'll take the others back to the village..." Su Yuntao waved goodbye to Qin Chao, then turned and led everyone away.
Qin Chao was still secretly grinding his teeth over Su Yuntao ruining his moment. Only when he turned to look at Xiao Wu did he notice something was wrong with her expression.
"Sister Xiao Wu, what's wrong?" Qin Chao reached out and waved a hand in front of her face. "That was Master Su. He's always been hopeless at reading the room. You don't have to..."
As though something had occurred to him, Qin Chao abruptly fell silent.
"You're with the Spirit Hall?" Xiao Wu's voice remained calm, but waves seemed to surge in her eyes.
Qin Chao felt his spine go numb, a chill shooting straight to the crown of his head.