Was it you that night?

Shen Qinghe again pinched her own arm with force, feeling the pain, which meant that everything here was not her dream?

She looked at Dongfang Wuya with disbelief and shook the golden cage forcefully as she demanded, "Where exactly is this place?!"

Dongfang Wuya had not expected Shen Qinghe to suddenly go mad. He found it ridiculous, "This is Bixiao Tower. You’ve been here three times and you still need me to tell you this is my territory? I haven’t even interrogated you about where you come from, or why you can come and go freely..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the woman rolling around inside the cage.

It was the first time he had ever witnessed such a frenzied scene from a shrewish woman; it was indeed novel.

"It’s over, there’s something wrong with this place..." Shen Qinghe carefully recalled the process of entering and exiting the dream several times, a chill running down her scalp.

Dongfang Wuya watched Shen Qinghe scratching her head, now feeling that the woman in front of him didn’t quite resemble Shen Qinghe. When Shen Qinghe was in his presence, she was always compliant and timid as a quail, unlike this woman who was... well, mad?

Shen Qinghe suddenly looked at Dongfang Wuya earnestly, "Mr. Wuya, please let me out of the cage. I’m telling you, I really am Shen Qinghe..."

This time, before Shen Qinghe could finish speaking, Dongfang Wuya suddenly silenced her.

Shen Qinghe looked at Dongfang Wuya with a grievous expression. Dongfang Wuya averted his gaze; why did he suddenly feel guilty when this woman looked at him with those eyes?

And so, Shen Qinghe kept looking at Dongfang Wuya with that expression. At first, Dongfang Wuya tried to ignore her by turning his back to Shen Qinghe, but eventually he couldn’t bear it any longer and simply took the Xuantian Mirror and left Bixiao Tower.