When he came out, he had already changed into another set of purple robes. Purple was a color that was extremely hard to wield, yet, unexpectedly, it was especially fitting for him. His looks were initially astonishing in the first place, while adding the purple clothes had exerted his charm to the extreme.
“Little rock, what are you called?” The man poked the jade on the table, and curiously asked.
Zhu Yao did not talk, as she firmly decided to act dead. She held a grudge for this person, so she definitely wouldn’t answer him.
“You’re not talking?” The man laughed especially enchantingly. “Since I picked you up, in the future, I will be your owner. If you don’t listen to your owner’s orders, you will be punished, you know.”
Tch, he was making it sound as though she had sold off her body. Why wouldn’t she ignore him? Zhu Yao continued to act dead.