Not Going

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

Cen Yi stared at him and said in a deep voice, "What did you say just now?"

Qiang Wanzhou's pupils constricted as he came back to his senses. A hint of confusion and nervousness appeared on his exquisite and beautiful face. "What… did I say?"

Of course, he knew what he had said—he heard it clearly! However, even he himself didn't know why he would give such an answer!

His grip on the door slowly tightened, and for a moment his heart was in chaos.

Cen Yi paused and then said, "Go back and rest for a while."

Qiang Wanzhou pursed his lips, nodded, and walked back. When he arrived at the door, he hesitated for a moment. "I want to go out for a walk."

Cen Yi looked up at him.

Qiang Wanzhou took a deep breath. "Just… take a look around Fantasy Divine Palace."

After a moment, Cen Yi finally nodded his head. "You know very well where you can and can't go."