"Now, you can rest assured, right?"
"I was already very much at ease, and I think you really didn't need to ask such a weird question just now."
Facing Zhu Qingyue, who wore an expression of seeking praise, Lin Xingjie stood with her arms crossed at the door, looking somewhat dissatisfied and peering down at the two friends squatting in the corner.
"I've already said it, Xiangyang didn't see us, our… uh, in any case, I remember clearly when he reached out to us. By that time, we were almost done changing clothes and wouldn't be seen."
The long-haired girl put her hand to her mouth, coughing lightly, as though trying to mask her emotions.
"Moreover, the spirit communication only lasted a moment before it was interrupted. I believe you noticed that as well."
When you came over here with me earlier, the chagrined look on your face was not the appearance of someone unconcerned... Zhu Qingyue thought to herself.
