Having spoken, Qu Tan'er's eyes held a color they usually did not possess.
Living days with feigned ignorance might be comfortable but was certainly not a long-term solution.
"Master, you..."
Jing Xin looked worried and glanced uneasily behind her, about to say something, but she was interrupted by Qu Tan'er.
"Jing Xin, what should I do? I only think about how to leave. I really don't have the time or interest to play their games! That scoundrel Mo Liancheng, do you know? That bastard actually said I could only have a chance if I killed him. Could I still live after killing him? Isn't that nonsense? But even though I know it's nonsense, I can't refute it!" Qu Tan'er became more and more frustrated as she spoke.
Holding onto immense frustration, she found no one to confide in.
Jing Xin was different. Qu Tan'er had never lied to her, including about her being a time traveler.
It's just that Jing Xin had never believed it…