The Old World that also survived by relying on Disaster Beasts—the Catastrophe People Realm was even just a World Bubble, not truly part of the real Old World.
Yet it received better treatment than the Black Mountain Realm.
Why?
This question lingered in her mind and refused to dissipate, so she decided to ask Mister directly.
For things she did not know, she only had to ask Mister.
Even if it meant death.
"I'm in a good mood today."
The answers she received from Mister would never carry any warmth.
"Is it simply, just because of your interest?" Bai Hu lowered her eyelids and asked softly.
"Mm."
Yet for some reason, Bai Hu did not accept this answer.
Because Mister had always been indifferent, his responses could not be taken at face value.
So she had to speak the answer herself and seek Mister's approval.
To find that answer which would allow her to feel at ease.
"It's not like that, is it, Mister?"
For the first time, Bai Hu denied her own Mister.
