Jin quickly stuffed Shui's art books inside and got up on his feet. He saw her coming through the glass door and swiftly headed back to his seat. Alix arched her brow with interest.
"What was so disconcerting in that book?"
Jin stared at her. "Nothing."
"Oh, were you snooping into Shui's personal art?"
His stare turned into a glare. "I wasn't snooping! And don't you babble this unnecessarily to her!"
She sneered.
Shui huffed as she stepped in and said, "We need to talk."
Jin blinked at her. There was no context or background, just a deep sense of urgency.
"Oh my. Do you have psychic powers?" Alix asked with surprise.
Shui frowned. "What are you talking about? And I see your drawing board empty."
She smiled. "Don't worry. I just got the perfect inspiration of Liu Jin getting beaten up in the near future. Very near future actually."
Jin's brows twitched.
