Zhao Rong sensed something.
He couldn't help but take another look at Yu Huaijin's serious expression.
Well, it should be 'serious,' Zhao Rong guessed.
According to his experience of interacting with this Shuaixing Hall senior during these past days.
She would keep a straight face when angry, when happy, when serious, when attentive, and even when nothing was happening… just a straight face.
In any case, she would maintain a Poker face, and at most add a frown as a decoration, letting you know that she was either very angry or that she was eyeing you.
"Thank you, little Fish," Zhao Rong also said to Yu Huaijin with a serious face.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt like the name sounded like… a biscuit, although he wasn't sure if this kind of dry food existed in this world.
So he couldn't help but murmuring softly, "Little Fish? Little Fish..."
