At that moment, the sound of flushing came from the restroom nearby. Fable gave Qian Cangyi a look and gestured with his right hand for him to come closer to him.
Qian Cangyi did as instructed, tilting his head and leaning forward, moving toward the center of the coffee table.
Fable placed a hand over his mouth, "Little Drilling Wind is not doing well. Did you know that after he hit you, he ran towards the ghost as if he had gone mad? I think it would be best if you could spend some time comforting him, helping him stay normal for the rest of the time. It would be good for you, for me, and for him."
After finishing his statement, Fable leaned back against the sofa, crossing his fingers behind his head, "I'll go out to grab some food and will be back within half an hour. You should know how to use this time. If you handle this matter, I'll pretend your deceit never happened." Saying this, Fable stood up and walked towards the door, opening it and walking out.
