Jun Wu Xie had her arms folded across her chest, looking at that little figure with a cold glare.
Little lotus shook involuntarily.
The room was quiet.
After half an hour standoff, little lotus could no longer bear the suffocating pressure. He started to cry out, with his watery eyes looking pitifully looking at Jun Wu Xie.
“Do not leave me……. P..Please do not …*sniff*..se..send me back.” Little beads of precious tears came rolling off his cheeks. He quivered as he looked over at Jun Wu Xie. He knew that he had incurred the wrath from his master when it appeared on his own accord in Ghost City.