When Wang Jiu saw Xiao Bai again, he always felt that this person was familiar.
This feeling was very strange, because it wasn't the first time meeting Xiao Bai, yet in previous encounters, there had never been this subtle sense of déjà vu.
"Hmm? Do you feel like I'm a bit different today compared to before?" Xiao Bai said while bouncing childishly towards Wang Jiu, but before he could continue speaking, Zhao Chenlu pushed him back with a sword.
"A hag in her fifties shouldn't pretend to be coy."
Xiao Bai's brow furrowed: "A hag in her fifties? Are you implying you're a maiden in her eternal youth?"
"Maiden in her eternal youth?" Zhao Chenlu said, "I've indeed passed my youthful years, not that young anymore. I'm already a big seventeen-year-old young woman this year, please, hag, enlighten me."
"Thanks for redefining seventeen and simultaneously insulting young women! But you're blocking the way, I want to speak with Mr. Wang Jiu, don't interfere."
