Li Pingyi was startled by Zhao Jinlou's intense reaction. He stood frozen for a moment, staring at Zhao Jinlou's retreating back, gritted his teeth, and finally forced himself to follow along, despite his feet feeling as heavy as lead, making every single step a struggle to drag forward.
When they reached the corner of the courtyard, he stared down at the gravel scattered across the ground, his toe unconsciously kicking a pebble in circles.
After waiting for a long time without receiving any scolding, he raised his eyes suspiciously and peered up. He saw Zhao Jinlou rubbing his hands together back and forth, a flattering and lewd smile plastered across his face. "Pingyi, are you also curious about the Demon Race?"
Chapter 141