With three brocade bags, Xu Ziqing was taken down.
...
Chu Huaixu left the Cold Pool and went straight back to the bamboo house.
"The world's protagonist can't lose his own spirit!" His thought was just that simple.
By the time he arrived home, the sun was already setting.
The Big Ice Cube had already prepared the first dish.
"Make one less dish, Xiaoxu won't be back for dinner today," Chu Huaixu said to Han Shuangjiang, giving off a bit of a family of three vibe.
"You left him in the Secret Realm alone?" The Big Ice Cube turned to glance at him.
"Yeah, he's enjoying the third trial's execution," he said with a carefree laugh.
The cold-faced girl heard this and didn't continue the conversation.
That ambiguous third trial, this person from a wealthy family didn't wish to delve deeper.
Recalling it, she felt her long jade legs become a bit stiff, unconsciously clamping them together slightly.
Speaking of which, she had been quite confused these past few days too.
