"Yu Zi..."
Watching Zhang Yu being "rescued" by the seniors who were protecting him, and seeing Zhang Yu's figure being pulled further and further away, a flash of loneliness seemed to flicker in Bai Zhenzhen's eyes.
But in the next moment, a smile appeared on her face again, as she sent a message to Zhang Yu: I already told you, we can't be too close right now.
Zhang Yu looked at Bai Zhenzhen being pushed away by the chaotic colored airflow, only feeling that the girl's figure seemed incomparably lonely at this moment.
He replied to the message: I'm not afraid.
Bai Zhenzhen: You're not afraid, but I am. What if I cut you and hurt or kill you?
Bai Zhenzhen: Isn't that just wasting money? Letting the spirit coins go to someone else.
Bai Zhenzhen: Do you have any economic sense at all? How can you be so impulsive like a vocational school student?
Zhang Yu: Azhen, you wait. In the future, I will have enough money to hold you for a whole day without any problem.
