Su Nanzhi recalled for a moment, she seemed, to have never really seen Jiang Yu fight before.
Thinking back now, she indeed did feel a bit attracted by his looks then, some things, she should have asked more clearly.
For example, what exactly is he?
As a result, in Su Nanzhi's impression, Jiang Xiaoyu was always a pretty and delicate cutie.
"..."
The misunderstanding is indeed quite deep, huh.
Su Nanzhi looked expressionlessly at Jiang Xiaoyu beside her, whose ominous aura now almost rivaled that of the Corpse King across, unsure what to say for a moment.
Jiang Yu said, "Azhi, just stay aside quietly, your health isn't good, avoid using too much spiritual power."
Su Nanzhi: "...Oh."
This world indeed has a touch of the fantastic.
Ever since Su Nanzhi met Jiang Yu, he had been in a moon-patterned robe, gentle as jade, with the demeanor of a refined gentleman.
