Zuo Xiaoduo darted aside, and the jade pendant fell to the ground with a clack.
Looking at the jade pendant on the ground, he sighed. "Amitabha, I already received my payment yesterday... accepting this gift as well would be greedy."
With that, he turned and walked away without the slightest reluctance, leaving the priceless jade pendant lying there unattended as though he had not seen it.
Just then, a soft laugh came from behind him. "Doggo, you're pretty good."
Zuo Xiaoduo turned toward the voice.
He saw the girl who had just left retreating step by step.
She backed away one step at a time, each step exceedingly cautious. She drew a leg back and touched her toes to the ground, then slowly lowered the sole of her foot only once her toes were firmly planted. Only after her heel had settled fully onto the ground did she begin drawing her other leg back.
Her face was all the more tense, and her dull, lifeless eyes stared fixedly ahead.
In front of her, a figure in white stood tall and poised at the entrance to the alley.
A chill swept toward her as well, locking firmly onto the Pink-Clothed Girl.
Who else could the newcomer be but Zuo Xiaonian?
The Pink-Clothed Girl's previously expressionless face was now filled with tension and fear.
Zuo Xiaoduo's face instantly filled with tension and fear too.
Zuo Xiaonian...
How did she show up at exactly the right moment? Had she been following me all along?
Then when I said... that stuff about my sister...?
She probably hadn't heard... right?
Under the relentless assault of Zuo Xiaonian's icy aura, the pink-clad girl could barely breathe. She did not dare so much as move a finger, let alone entertain any thought of turning around and seizing