When Feng Qing said this, his eyes were fixed on him, as if he had to get an answer.
Changqi's throat moved as he averted his gaze, "Why do you say that?"
"Cousin, although we haven't spent much time together and most of the time, I don't understand you, this time, your emotional changes have been too great. It's not just me, I'm afraid others have also noticed," Feng Qing gave a bitter smile, spreading his hands and looking off into the distance, "I never imagined that even a god could be moved."
"Moved, what exactly is that like?"
Rarely, Changqi's eyes showed confusion. At this moment, he was no longer the high and mighty God, nor the omniscient and omnipotent deity, but a puzzled ordinary person. After asking this question, he looked toward Feng Qing, "Do you know?"
Feng Qing's brow furrowed deeply, and after a long moment, he only sighed, "Cousin, I don't know either."
The two talked as they walked on the main street of the Rabbit Clan.
