บท 736: The Warning of A Strong Cultivator

"Duan Xiaomo!" The little boy repeated, his tone emotionless. He was still staring at Ling Chuxi without moving.

"Is that your name? You are called Duan Xiaomo, right?" Ling Chuxi was momentarily stunned, but she gently spoke to him with a smile after that.

The little boy's eyes shone briefly, and that small face that was even prettier than a girl's revealed a rare warmth and happiness before returning to its previous confused state. After that, he turned around and started to walk away.