[Of course not,] Weiwei replied, her tone becoming business-like. [I have a specific message to pass to you.]
"A message from you, or from someone else, if I may ask?" Qin Mo countered, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out if there was a master puppeteer behind the system.
[Smart, ain't you?] Weiwei teased, her tail flicking.
Qin Mo said nothing to that. He maintained a steady, intense gaze with Weiwei, waiting for the real blow to land.
[Well, you can figure that part out yourself later,] Weiwei said, stepping closer to the edge of the counter. [All I have to tell you is this: you should stay away from my lady, and only return to her side when you have officially reached the God Realm.]
Hearing that specific condition made Qin Mo's steady gaze tremble for the first time.
The God Realm was a legendary level of cultivation that people in the lower and middle realms only spoke of in myths.
