Zhao Kuazi avoided eye contact and lay back down, pretending to be dead.
"Stop pretending. There were a lot of people at your door when we came in. They must have heard us!" Yue Jiaojiao leaned against Zhao Zhan and said in a light voice, "If you don't want anyone to know, then you shouldn't have done it in the first place. We've already gone up the mountain to take a look at the situation."
As she spoke, she fiddled with her fingers with a serious look on her face. "Let me calculate how many things that were missing from our cave are worth."
"Zhao Zhan," Yue Jiaojiao's voice was sweet and soft. "How much were those things you bought for me worth?"
"Forget it! I didn't touch your things! I didn't even go in!" Zhao Kuazi couldn't hold it in any longer and sat up. She looked at Yue Jiaojiao with anger and fear in her eyes. "That tiger was wandering around the entrance of the cave. How would I know what it was planning to do?"
