Zhao Yu was first a little startled, but shook Miao Ying’s hand and echoed her sentiment, "Pleasant cooperation, pleasant cooperation!" Miao Ying’s hand was smooth and felt great to the touch.
"Fighting has indeed made us friends! Keke…" Miao Ying laughed pleasantly and gave Zhao Yu’s hand a warm grasp. "I take back my words!" Zhao Yu knew that Miao Ying was referring to her promise to "kill on sight." From that point forward, they were no longer enemies, but friends. Since it was always better to have more friends than enemies, Zhao Yu played dumb and said, "Eh? What words do you wanna take back? My memory’s not good; I’ve already forgotten!"