His deliberate aloofness of her feelings exasperated her. She felt like twisting him into a fried dough.

She didn’t know why her bloodline was so afraid of him. It seemed that this instinct has been imprinted into her blood, perhaps from one generation to another.

“What’s your name?” She took another deep breath. This was already her lowest bottom line. Any more and she would really explode and take it out on him.

“Li Qiye.” Li Qiye nonchalantly said, still relaxing.

“Li Qiye.” She murmured. She had never heard of this name before, at least not in the northern region...