What a dramatic turn of events!
The other person appeared to be a young man not much older than herself. Thinking about the days when she acted coquettish with him, a blush appeared on Little Qing'er's pretty face.
"You little girl, are you complaining about your daddy?" Zele said with a hint of exasperation.
The two of them shared a few laughs, and the earlier somber atmosphere dissipated.
Cang Yu then bid her farewells, promising to come and pick up Little Qing'er the next day.
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On the other side, Wang Teng had waited for three days, growing increasingly impatient with the lack of action from Landon. He decided to take matters into his own hands that evening.
Time flew by, and the sky gradually darkened, quickly approaching dusk.
Wang Teng sat cross-legged on the rooftop of a snakeman's building. The shadows cast in the corners covered his figure.