Sun Qianyue muttered under her breath that she had the worst of luck, then quickened her pace to stride right past that "hand of misfortune."
Feigning ignorance of the hand hanging in mid-air, and acting as if she were solely interested in the commotion outside, she merely beckoned to him: "Hurry up, there are quite a few people out there."
With that, she briskly walked outside. Gao Shuai clutched vainly at the empty air. The moment Sun Qianyue had glanced back just then, he felt as though his ten toes were desperately curling against the ground inside his shoes. Especially when her gaze swept over him, he was certain his face must have been beet red, for it burned fiercely.
Chapter 41