Looking at the two people, who seemed so dejected, Qhianqhian shook her head slightly and pursed her lips at He Wenyu, about to cry.
He Wenyu quickly stepped forward, showing concern: "What's wrong?"
"My shoes are dirty, you clean them for me." Qhianqhian pouted, "These are from mom."
"Oh dear, that's serious... but, Shiqi, it's always you who does the cleaning at our place." He Wenyu glanced at the shoe's red stain and furrowed her brows, saying.
"No way, the Water Element here smells. I don't like it." Qhianqhian pouted, shaking her head, looking utterly wronged.
He Wenyu nodded in agreement: "You're right. I'll clean them for you later. Shiqi's shoes must be fragrant, can't have any weird smell."
Four people—no, three—walked out of the Arena; one was carried out.
No choice, one always needs to recover a bit, right?
The group behind them was speechless, seeing those two like that, and you guys are discussing shoes?
True Witch!
