"Oh—so you're saying you're going to protect me?"

The white-haired girl shook her head in denial and said firmly, "No, I will kill you sooner or later. Once I draw the lot, I'll kill you!"

Xu Qingzhou smiled knowingly. Children often say things they don't mean, using a loud voice to cover up their guilt, and the white-haired girl was no exception.

Unconsciously, he slowed his pace as the end of the alley was shrouded in darkness.