After dinner, Li Changlin took Ye Xiyao back to the guest room.
It was already getting dark, and it was about seven-thirty.
"Brother Changlin, are you going to start your live stream tonight?" Seeing Li Changlin sit down on the sofa, Ye Xiyao sat down close beside him.
"With a computer, of course, I'll start the broadcast." Despite being in a guest room, a computer was also set up.
Whether or not to start the broadcast was something Li Changlin had considered. After all, he had reached first place on the Monthly Ticket leaderboard yesterday, and he definitely wanted to have some fun with his brothers tonight.
"By the way, Brother Changlin, that monk we encountered before, I feel like I've heard his voice somewhere before." Suddenly, Ye Xiyao seemed to remember something and couldn't help but lift her eyes to look at Li Changlin.
"You have that feeling too?" Li Changlin was slightly startled, not expecting Ye Xiyao to have the same feeling as himself.
