Zhan Se squinted her eyes, scrutinizing her with an oblique gaze, "I was wondering, you're behaving very unusually today."
"Hmm?" the man chuckled lowly,
a blush swept across his face while several crows seemed to be cawing above his head.
Ignoring the fire to go save it,
Zhan Se wanted to exclaim "Damn it," but reason reminded her—don't rely on it!
If this man's brain hadn't been kicked by a donkey tonight, then he must be the arsonist...
Definitely!
But what was the mystery behind it all?
Zhan Se's eyes were deep, as she analyzed Lord Quan the Fourth's arson case. Unexpectedly,
being timely is better than being early, and once again, the cell phone in Emperor Quan's pocket rang.
What an inconvenient time! Lord Quan the Fourth is going to go mad!
She cursed softly under her breath, furrowing her brows deeply as she picked up the call.
"Speak!"
Listening to the distinct breathless urgency in the man's voice, Iron Hand paused before calming down.
