C318 Provocation!

"Ahchoo."

En route from the provincial capital to Cold City, Xiao Qiufeng was at the wheel, sneezing non-stop.

Yem Ruyu, in the passenger seat, glanced over repeatedly.

"Master, are you alright? Have you been on someone's mind?" she asked.

Xiao Qiufeng shot Yem Ruyu a look. "I suspect a fair number of people are cursing me behind my back."

"That can't be."

Yem Ruyu spoke earnestly