"Remember your promise!" Hong Jiuling glared at Ye Wu.
Ye Wu toyed with a Memory Stone and said calmly, "Of course."
The system's annoyed voice echoed in Ye Wu's mind.
"Host, do you really know what you're doing?! The goodwill level that was hard-earned before is now plummeting. Just a reminder, it's only at thirty points now!"
At Ye Wu's current pace, Hu Jiuling's goodwill would soon be at zero!
"All you needed to do was listen to me, say a few sweet words, and his goodwill would have skyrocketed!" the system couldn't help but grumble.
Ye Wu chuckled.
She responded in her mind, "Do you believe that just sweet words will never push his goodwill beyond fifty?"
Little Tong was stunned for a moment, then said, "Do you think your current approach has hope of breaking fifty?"
Ye Wu didn't answer, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
Perhaps Hu Jiuling himself didn't know.
What he subconsciously yearned for most was someone he could fully trust and who fully trusted him.
