"Where is it strange?" Zhang Songde panicked, "Explain yourself!"
"I... I don't know, it was kind of far away, but... but they seemed to be dancing, looking up at the sky," Fang Zhou stalled for time.
"Do you feel something is off?" Lou Huixiang whispered, being a cautious man. He stood by the table at a distance from Fang Zhou, scanning him up and down with a vigilant gaze, trying to make sure there were no abnormalities.
"What do you mean by 'something is off'?" Fang Zhou turned and asked.
Before Lou Huixiang could speak, Fang Zhou, who was squatting behind the door, was suddenly pushed down, "Move away, this is none of your business!"
After confirming there was no issue, Zhang Songde roughly pushed Fang Zhou aside. Now his confusion and suspicion were greater than before. Indeed, his guesses were right; all that not being able to look or speak was fake, just a Blinding Technique by that old rascal, Xiang Fengchen.
