As soon as Gu Zhiqi posed her question, Chubby Chiu immediately felt that something was amiss and quickly changed the subject, "Zhizhi, let’s focus on the important matter at hand."
Chubby Chiu’s attempt to gloss over his anxiety was all too apparent, and Gu Zhiqi had trouble pretending not to notice it, but she didn’t press the issue.
She indeed had important business to attend to.
While talking with Chubby Chiu, Gu Zhiqi had already walked to the small cottage in the backyard.
The door to the small cottage was slightly ajar and could be opened with a light push.
Pushing the door open, Gu Zhiqi stepped inside the small cottage.
As soon as Gu Zhiqi’s foot crossed the threshold of the cottage, incoherent "ah ah" sounds came from within, and Gu Zhiqi raised her eyelids to look at the person making the noise.
She saw Gu Bo, his eyes wide with terror and very agitated, continuously making "ah ah" sounds and drooling all over himself.
Gu Zhiqi strolled up to Gu Bo, languidly half-closing her eyes as she savored the sight of his fear, and after a while, she spoke leisurely, "Are you scared of me?"
Gu Bo’s eyes bulged as he stared at Gu Zhiqi, trying to shrink back, but apart from being able to move his hands and head a little, the rest of his body was completely immobile.
In the end, under Gu Zhiqi’s gaze, he tucked his neck in and pressed his arms tightly against his body, looking at Gu Zhiqi with a face full of fear.
"You really should be afraid of me," said Gu Zhiqi. Then, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly as she gave a wicked and playful smile, "So, how do you find my ’destiny’ to use?"
At these words, Gu Bo’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he continued to stare at Gu Zhiqi with a mounting fear in his eyes, so intense it seemed to overflow.
After taking enough pleasure in Gu Bo’s fear, she reached into her pocket, pulled out a thin needle, and swiftly and adeptly stuck one after another into Gu Bo’s head.
"What... what are you trying to do?"
After the final needle entered the top of Gu Bo’s head, he suddenly found his voice again.
As Gu Bo finished, he realized he could actually speak and his eyes lit up with wild joy, but it was quickly drowned out by fear as he looked at Gu Zhiqi with trepidation, "Don’t... don’t kill me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t..."
His words stopped abruptly when he met Gu Zhiqi’s cool and profound gaze.
"I ask one question, you answer one," Gu Zhiqi said, then went straight to the point, "Who else, besides you, has taken a share of my destiny?"
"I... I don’t know, it’s not... it wasn’t me, I haven’t taken any of your destiny, I don’t know anything," Gu Bo replied with a trembling voice, not forgetting to frantically shake his head in denial.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi’s gaze narrowed slightly, a hint of malevolence appeared in her expression, "When was it taken?"
"I don’t... I don’t know, I really don’t know anything, I haven’t taken any of your destiny, I..." His speaking suddenly turned back into moans, and looking up, Gu Bo saw Gu Zhiqi with a mix of shock and fear.
Tired of listening to Gu Bo’s feigned ignorance, Gu Zhiqi started to pull out the needles.
As she removed the needles, she said indolently, "Since you know nothing, you’re useless to me."
Her tone was lazy, but Gu Bo heard a chilly undertone and desperately shook his head at Gu Zhiqi, his mouth trembling wildly along with eyes filled with fear and pleading.
You had only one chance, and you didn’t cherish it," Gu Zhiqi said nonchalantly, the smile at the corner of her mouth careless, her gaze cold.
At her words, Gu Bo became even more agitated, frantically trying to struggle, but he couldn’t make any real movements, and he kept making "ah ah" sounds.