Bai Ling laughed in anger at her words. "Both were fake? Then what about your name? Don't tell me that was fake too?"
Xue Fuyao nodded without the slightest embarrassment. "That's right. It was indeed fake. Xue Qinning isn't my name."
"Then may I ask, what was real?" Bai Ling asked with a smile that was not quite a smile.
She really was angry. Although they had not known each other long, she had genuinely considered Xue Qinning a friend. It was rare to meet someone who shared her particular brand of bad taste.
"My gender was real, and so was my surname. Besides, I didn't mean to deceive you. I'm just rather cautious. After all, a careful hand keeps a ship sailing for ten thousand years." Xue Fuyao felt not the slightest guilt as she said this.
After all, strictly speaking, even Shadow One and the others had never actually seen what she really looked like.
Bai Ling took a deep breath at that. After a long while, she seemed to deflate. "Forget it. You have a point. A careful hand keeps a ship sailing for ten thousand years. If I were as cautious as you, I wouldn't be getting chased all over the place right now."
"Don't you want to know my real name?" Xue Fuyao asked.
Bai Ling waved a hand. "Not interested, no time. As long as you're you, that's enough. I'm busy running for my life. Where's the stuff? I need to leave. Those bastards must be part dog. They'll probably follow my scent here soon."
At this point, Bai Ling suddenly changed her tune, leaning close to Xue Fuyao and saying in a suggestive voice, "Of course, if you want to share my troubles, we could chat a little longer."
Xue Fuyao reached out