The boundless blackness remained boundless, and the road beneath their feet showed no undulations; they were like blind people groping in the vast night.
Chen Yi didn't know where Yin Tingxue wanted to go.
If one were to carefully sort through the conversations between the two of them, the points of suspicion grew ever more numerous. Even in this World of Ignorance, it was truly strange.
"Little Fox," Chen Yi suddenly spoke.
Yin Tingxue instinctively stopped in her tracks, but upon realizing, she thought she shouldn't have stopped because she wasn't really the Little Fox.
This nickname was truly unpleasant.
As if she were still young.
To avoid being so obedient, she deliberately took two steps forward before halting again and said:
"Are you calling me?"
"Who else would 'Little Fox' refer to if not you?" Chen Yi chuckled. "I haven't seen any other foxes."
Yin Tingxue's eyes flickered with disdain.
