"What day is today, do you even know?"
Yan Ling lazily lifted his gaze, his dark circles becoming more pronounced, yet his eyes seemed sharper. At this moment, he resembled a fierce tiger, retracting his claws and fangs, lying dormant on the bluestone as he replied succinctly,
"I know, I know."
"However, sir, there are still three unresolved doubts concerning case number seventeen, are you aware?"
Zhu Jian'an's mouth twitched slightly.
Yan Ling withdrew his gaze, looking toward the figure in the distance. His expression became much more solemn, showing a bit of his youthful integrity.
