"How about we each take a step back... I'll be your mother, how does that sound?"
Yin Tingxue was facing such a situation alone for the first time. Unlike Chen Yi, she couldn't handle it with such ease, let alone joke and banter with demons and spirits. Her understanding of their personalities was limited to what she'd read on paper—uncertain at best, and even if certain, completely out of grasp.
At this moment, Chen Yi was unreliable, and she was left with just her soul. Everything had to rely on her own resourcefulness to negotiate with the Gu Huo Bird.
The Gu Huo Bird came back to her senses and took another look at the young girl's expression. Amidst her tension, there was a touch of sincerity—no signs of deceit—which instinctively struck her as funny.
After years of abducting demon and human children, this was the first time she had heard someone offer to be her mother.
And the one saying such words was a teenage girl.
