A stick of incense ago.
Zhang San was thinking about how Zhao Siyang could take him and leave this place.
After all, if he continued to stay here, he would inevitably be found by the people from the Town Martial Office.
Zhang San himself wasn't sure if there was something on him that the Town Martial Office could use to track him down.
Especially since Shadow was about to return soon, it made it even harder for him to escape alone.
But if Zhao Siyang was around, he should have the ability to deal with Shadow.
"Zhao Siyang, why don't you go find Third Miss Gan?"
Zhao Siyang shook his head and said faintly, "Maybe I really don't have a heart."
"I came here because I have no heart, hoping to be deceived. Yet after being deceived, I didn't even feel sad. Zhang San, why is that?"
Why else?
Because you're a fool!
Of course, Zhang San definitely couldn't say that out loud.
"That's love!"
