"Third Prince, I want to deal with one thing first."
After Qing Yi left, Harper walked to Archer's side and spoke before Archer could speak.
As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at Archer and raised her eyebrows. She had roughly guessed that Archer was going to make fun of her, so she clasped her hands together and said sincerely: "Third Prince, please, Zhao Di." The matter hasn't been settled yet, so I will regret it for a hundred years if I leave like this."
Archer has no interest in mortal things, nor does he want to waste his time because of mortals.
Just as he was about to refuse, Archer saw the little white mouse lowering its head, its eyelashes trembling as if it would shed tears in the next second.
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