Chu Xingchen did not answer Qinghe. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the corridor.
He did not know whether Qinghe's fondness for standing in the snow was stupidity or some particular flood dragon's quirk, but Chu Xingchen was certain Xie Lingyu would never come through the snow like this.
Qinghe frowned slightly, her short little legs carrying her quickly into the corridor. Then she shook the snow off herself and said,
"Stop looking. Lingyu didn't come."
At that, Chu Xingchen withdrew his gaze, a slight smile appearing on his face.
"Then why did you come alone today?"
Ever since Qinghe had run off during the construction of the sect at Ten Thousand Flowers Ridge, she had never come back.
Even though Xie Lingyu had visited several times, Qinghe, a flood dragon who usually loved joining in the fun, had never come along.
Who knew whether she was too ashamed to return after fleeing halfway through, or wanted to make sure everything was finished before coming, lest Chu Xingchen catch her and put her to work again.
Qinghe sighed softly. "Did you know Granny Bai went away to take care of something?"
"Yes. Lingyu mentioned it. What about it?"
"Then do you know where Granny Bai went?"
Without hesitation, Chu Xingchen reached out and lightly tapped Qinghe on the head.
"If you have something to say, don't phrase it as questions. It really makes people want to hit you. Let that tap serve as a reminder."
Looking a little aggrieved, Qinghe rubbed the little head Chu Xingchen had tapped.
She asked in puzzlement, "But doesn't that make me seem smarter?"
Chu Xingchen sighed softly. "You're already very smart. Get to the point."
Though Qinghe knew perfectly well that Chu Xingchen was only brushing her off, being called smart by the Black-Hearted