The little thing stood there with a transparent umbrella, barely noticeable.
But obviously, the pair speaking wasn't blind either.
The boy walked over sloppily and raised an eyebrow while grinning, "Yo, where did this child come from?"
"She's quite cute. Tsk tsk tsk, what are you doing in the rain?"
He sounded stinging, full of evil intentions.
The boy studied the girl from head to toe and saw the black ink on her white Ru skirt, and he immediately sneered at her, "So dirty."
The little thing took a step back and summoned her courage, dragging her milky voice on, "The key…"
The boy picked his ear, "What?"
"I want the key." The little thing's dark eyes were clear and spoke earnestly.
The boy looked down at her sloppily, "The key?"
"For what?" He raised his voice up and asked back with a grin, "You want to look for Huo Chenyu?"
"Who are you to him?"
(1) Zhao Qian: Qian = money