Xi Ye asked in surprise, "What strategy?" He could hardly stand hearing about new things, especially those he was unaware of—mentioning them excited him as if he had just been injected with an adrenaline shot, much like a starving man suddenly spotting a delicious treat.
He squinted his eyes and glanced sideways at Lin Suqing, his tone mischievous, "Little Qingqing, what little schemes are you cooking up~ Tell me~"
Lin Suqing's eyes darted around, observing once and then again, even though Yiyi had assured him that outsiders could neither see nor hear what happened at Tianxiu Institute, he was still not entirely at ease.
He hesitated whether or not to speak; if he chose not to now, he could rest for the night and wait until his physical and spiritual power were restored the next day, then set up an illusion to deceive the eyes and ears...
