Bai Wanwan's lips curved slightly into a polite but distant smile. Her gaze lingered on Chou Rong for only a fleeting moment before quickly moving away as she continued walking without stopping.
But Chou Rong's brow furrowed slightly at her strange and cold gaze, a peculiar feeling stirring in his heart.
He subconsciously glanced at her a few more times. Bai Wanwan's expression when she looked at him just now held no trace of emotion.
They hadn't interacted much, but she had borne him a litter of cubs. 'Why is she looking at me like a total stranger?'
The shift in Chou Rong's mood did not escape the notice of Feng Xi, who was beside him.
Feng Xi followed his gaze, and her eyes landed on Bai Wanwan's slender, delicate back, a hint of inquiry flashing in their depths.
'That female is stunningly beautiful, and she's accompanied by a male whose looks are no less than Chou Rong's... Is she also a Holy Female?'
