"Do you want me to do it myself, or will you confess on your own?" Jun Moyan spoke in a cold voice.
"Confess? Confess what?"
"Whether you are a human or a ghost."
"Tch..." Ais chuckled, "I'm saying, young master Jun, are you still not awake, or are you trying to insult me in a roundabout way?"
"How did you leave that day?" Jun Moyan still vividly remembered the incident when Ais suddenly disappeared from the detention room.
It was too eerie to explain reasonably.
"Want to know?" Ais raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of mockery.
"..." Jun Moyan looked at him, silent, waiting for his response.
Ais leaned forward, staring into Jun Moyan's eyes, then suddenly flashed a grin: "I won't tell you."
"..." Jun Moyan's expression became gloomy.
Ais straightened up, his face wearing a smirk that screamed triumph.
Seeing Ais's boastful look as if saying "You can't do anything about me. Die of anger," Jun Moyan felt the urge to start a fight right then and there.
