Zhu Junyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Could this be some sort of ‘bad premonition’? He glanced at his so-called ‘younger female cousin’ and met a pair of beautiful, watery eyes. Although she and Xiaocao both had a pair of watery, big eyes, Xiaocao’s eyes were always clear, bright, and full of life, which made others unable to resist smiling at her. She, on the other hand, had eyes that were like a deep pond in the morning. It was shrouded by a layer of fog and carried a sense of mysteriousness. 

He couldn’t help but concentrate all his energy to find out what his ‘younger cousin’ was thinking about at this time, but he was surprised to find that he couldn’t perceive anything. It felt like he got rebounded by something, making his forehead faintly swell with pain. 

‘So strange, I have never had this kind of feeling before.’ Although he couldn’t perceive Xiaocao’s thoughts, she was like a completely transparent person that his consciousness could freely shuttle through. However, there seemed to be something protecting his so-called ‘younger cousin’. It was resisting and guarding against his consciousness. Could it be…that she practiced some sort of martial arts? Zhu Junyang frowned...