Qi Yu hurried back, only to find Song Ting being hoisted up by Qinrui.
She paused in her steps, her expression somewhat speechless.
She didn't know whether to commend Qinrui for her strength or to say that Song Ting, the little crybaby, was too weak.
Clearly standing as tall as Qinrui, yet he was carried like a little chick.
Song Ting called out, Qinrui's expression changed, and she let him go.
She turned her head and saw Qi Yu standing there perfectly fine a short distance away.
She felt inexplicably guilty.
Seeing the person standing behind Qi Yu, she felt even more embarrassed and lowered her head.
It was over, such a childish scene had been witnessed by her master.
The master must think she's very unreliable.
Song Ting ran up to Qi Yu, chirping and complaining to her.
Upon learning that he had been "killed," Qi Yu raised an eyebrow, her gaze "affectionately" turning toward Qinrui.
