"You're talking nonsense!"
"Tiantian, she would never be such a thing!"
Looking at the small river clam in He Qing's palm, after a moment of stunned silence, Mu Hanmo suddenly burst out shouting.
However, despite his furious expression, his eyes shifted uneasily and he simply refused to look directly at He Qing and the river clam in her hand at that moment.
Or rather, the leech spirit.
He Qing noticed this subtle change in his demeanor and her expression shifted slightly.
She lowered her head to stare at the leech in her hand and, after a moment, spoke as if nothing were amiss, "I say this is your Tiantian, and you, you don't seem surprised?"
"Also, what exactly do you mean by 'she would never be such a thing'?"
