However, a situation like today’s might not necessarily be successful elsewhere.
Perhaps it could only happen at his home.
After observing for some time, Gu Qiaoqiao had already realized that this man was extremely sensitive to cold.
His fur coat had a very high collar, which he always used to cover his face when standing outside.
The hat was pulled down low.
Almost his entire face was buried in it.
He always liked to keep his hands inside his sleeves.
It seemed that this could make him warmer.
Gu Qiaoqiao did not think about the consequences of angering this person.
Things were already as bad as they could get.
The Gu Family had now become a juicy piece of meat, like a fish on a chopping board.
Couldn’t the fish on the chopping board struggle a bit?
After all, whether you stretched your neck or shrank it, the result was the same.
At that moment, a white silk thread had already approached Gu Qiaoqiao.
It circled around but didn’t see Gu Qiaoqiao’s hands.
Then suddenly it bound her entire body...
The thread was as solid as if it were a real entity, and Gu Qiaoqiao struggled for a moment.
She couldn’t break free.
So, she stopped moving.
Then, looking at Dongfang Yu, who was visibly upset in front of her, she blinked her eyes and said with a smile, "I think you should find someone to fix your window first."
Dongfang Yu looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, grinding his teeth, "Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"
Gu Qiaoqiao spoke indifferently, "Whatever..."
"Aren’t you afraid of dying?"
"What does being afraid of death accomplish? Does being afraid stop you from dying?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked faintly.
At that moment, the room grew even colder.
Because today’s wind was stronger than usual.
Entering the winter month, the temperature naturally was at its lowest.
Dongfang Yu thought to himself that it really was true that ’a family doesn’t come together by coincidence.’
One after another, they all liked to break windows.
He took a deep breath.
Having lived for so long, he really shouldn’t be getting angry with a little girl; that would be truly childish and ridiculous.
He raised his long eyebrows a bit.
Dongfang Yu’s expression gradually softened.
Gu Qiaoqiao was just trying to provoke him.
But there were more important things to do right now.
Like replacing the window.
He looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, tightly bound.
With a flick of his finger, another Spirit Talisman shot out.
It then hovered beside Gu Qiaoqiao.
A few moments later, the silk thread that bound her body disappeared.
Gu Qiaoqiao, despite her intense hatred for the man before her,
couldn’t help but gaze intently at his fingers.
The same fingers, yet this man could accomplish so many things with them.
Without using a weapon.
His weapons were at his fingertips.
While she needed a slingshot pistol to achieve the same.
If she were empty-handed, she’d be without recourse.
But this man was different.
What he used, needless to say, was definitely the Spirit Talisman...
And as she thought of the Spirit Talisman, something suddenly seemed to prick Gu Qiaoqiao’s mind.
Images flashed quickly.
So fast that Gu Qiaoqiao couldn’t grasp them at all.
Gu Qiaoqiao moved her wrists a bit.
Then walked to the sofa, took her handbag, and looked at Dongfang Yu, "Do you still want this Mysterious Dragon Box?"
At that moment, Dongfang Yu’s face became somewhat pale.
His lips also turned completely bloodless.
It seemed his cold sensitivity was severe this time.
He looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, "Take that thing away."
He couldn’t touch it now.
Keeping it here was pointless.