Chuchu's hand paused as the beautiful flower in her fingertips suddenly withered. She raised her eyes. "I don't care what you're here for. Lin Ming is someone you can't touch."
Qin Yi ignored Chuchu's words and grinned sinisterly. "What a pity for the beautiful red plum flower. To be able to find a flower in this cold apocalypse is so difficult. The lord of this stronghold really treats you well."
"Heh." Chuchu gave a mocking smile and stuck her finger into a vase on the table. The red plum flower inside instantly turned black and withered.
Qin Yi's eyes paused for a moment as she immediately followed up with a smile. "As expected of a poison type ability user, your abilities really strike fear in people."
Chuchu retracted her hand with a serene look in her eyes. "Don't bother talking nonsense with me here. The only thing you need to know is that Lin Ming is someone you can't touch. Otherwise, you'll end up like this red plum flower."