When the mer didn't speak, Ruan Chanchan sighed and reached out. She flicked his forehead and made sure that she used all of her strength in that flick.
"Oww!"
"Xie Daiyu, look at me," she said firmly. "Stop avoiding my gaze." what Ruan Chanchan hated the most was when people kept things to themselves; it would only lead to more and more misunderstandings in the end. Wasn't it the same for her? She kept her feelings buried in her heart and blamed her mother for taking care of and loving Mo Xifeng more. If she had talked about the issues that she was facing within herself, then maybe she might have never died.
Xie Daiyu heard her commanding tone and hesitated. A part of him wanted to ignore what Ruan Chanchan was saying to him; after all, he was a totem warrior. How could he listen to her commands without fighting back? He wasn't going to listen to her just because she asked him to look at her.
"Xie Daiyu."
