Seeing her friend's stormy expression, Qingcao stood to the side, snickering nervously. When Wu Yue's dagger-like gaze turned her way, she quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. She stood off to the side, head bowed, putting on a cowardly act of being a well-behaved child.
"It's dangerous to eat things recklessly. Next time you find spoiled food, feel free to try some more. You might not even need to find a witch then."
Seeing Qingcao's pathetic, cowardly act, Wu Yue couldn't help but break into a cold sweat at the girl's sheer recklessness.
Qingcao looked at her in confusion. "Huh? Why?"
'Looking at her friend's still-stormy face... is Yue mad because I didn't come find her when I was sick?'
She clenched her little fists. 'Looks like I'd better find my friend first next time I'm sick. Otherwise, Yue will be upset.'
But Wu Yue simply sneered. "Because if you eat spoiled food a few more times, you might just get to meet the Beast God in person."
