Di Jinxuan was stunned, but immediately clenched her fists in outrage, spitting out, "Of course I'm sure! You better stay as far away from me as possible, let's pretend we never knew each other!"
"Really?" Nangong Jin chuckled, "Then Little Xuanxuan, you'd better make sure you'll never need Gege's help."
"I would never ask for your help!" Di Jinxuan retorted defiantly.
"Alright." Nangong Jin nodded with his signature mischievous grin, mixing wickedness with self-confidence. "But Gege promises you, there will come a time when you need me. So, Gege will wait for you."
After saying this, he cheekily blew a kiss and strutted off, not lingering for even a moment.
Di Jinxuan furrowed her brows. Although she was still angry, she could not doubt his words.
Indeed, there might come a time when she needs his help. After all, he's a godlike figure in the realm of dance. From the male dancers she had known for decades, only five could be given such a prestigious title.