And as the murder weapon, the Stinger Needles, it was impossible to display them out in the open.
Moreover, when it comes to Alina, one can’t avoid involving Xino.
The two of them were together.
It was said that Alina was serving Xino’s club.
And the contract had been signed for many years.
Xino was a foreign guest, let alone in this era, even ten years later foreign guests would still enjoy the status of honored guests among the nationals.
Especially foreign guests with a bit of status received different treatment from the others.
So for the time being, Alina was untouchable, not to mention Alina was abroad at this point.
Moreover, as far as Gu Qiaoqiao knew, the relationship between the two seemed to be unusual.
Therefore, without definitive evidence, Gu Qiaoqiao could not act rashly.
After dinner, Gu Qiaoqiao picked up a few books that Elder Zhang had sent over in the evening and started reading them in her room.
The night was waning.
The sky was gloomy, as if a storm was about to arrive.
And in the warm apartment, Dongfang Yu was still curled up in a fur coat.
However, his complexion seemed to have improved from before.
Looking down at the White Cat crouching on the floor, he said with a half-smile, "You had it coming..."
The White Cat lay on the ground, silent; while normally it would flick its tail, today it didn’t move it at all.
And lying on the floor, the White Cat secretly thought that the little girl named Gu Qiaoqiao was too harsh.
She had no regard for the sentiments of the past.
Although, to be honest, there wasn’t much sentiment between this human and cat.
However, since they’d known each other, it had never harmed her.
And it had always shown the friendliest attitude towards Gu Qiaoqiao.
But Gu Qiaoqiao was venting her anger at it because of her current master.
No wonder that night the master didn’t allow it to go near Gu Qiaoqiao; it seemed that if it had tried to approach her, Gu Qiaoqiao might have kicked it to death.
Although with its agility, it was unlikely to be killed by a kick from Gu Qiaoqiao.
However, Gu Qiaoqiao’s fingers were formidable; casually throwing a stone might blind its eyes.
The White Cat had no doubt that the little girl might dare to do so.
Truly, she was a master who could turn hostile in an instant, not much different from its own master.
Although the White Cat was complaining inwardly, at this moment its tail really hurt.
So it could only look at its master with grievance.
Because only the master could save it.
At this moment, the White Cat was also thinking about what to do when it saw Gu Qiaoqiao in the future.
Should it continue to curry favor, or show her some colors...
Then it wondered how it could show her colors? It seemed besides its master, no one could beat Gu Qiaoqiao.
But this little girl was obviously a novice, not knowing or understanding anything.
It was such a waste of good resources.
If she, like its master, had learned the finest Cultivation Technique, consumed the finest Elixirs, and always had heaven and earth treasures at her disposal, that would have been something formidable.
There’s a saying in the Mortal World, "When one man attains the Dao, his poultry and dogs ascend to heaven."
Though it wasn’t a chicken or dog, it was still a cat.
Should it follow Gu Qiaoqiao in the future? In doing so, it might be able to attain Dao and become immortal alongside Gu Qiaoqiao.
Of course, all these were just thoughts in the White Cat’s mind.
Even if it could speak, it wouldn’t voice these thoughts.
The White Cat was just half-closing its eyes, not wanting its cunning master to know its thoughts.
Actually, it hadn’t betrayed him...