Long Qi saw Qin Hengzhi leave the hall and disappear before he slowly made his way back to Ah Da's side, like a guardian deity.
"Was he here for something?"
Long Qi responded with a cold tone, "Nothing. He is from the Qin Family. If there is anything, it pertains to the Third Young Master."
"Oh." Ah Da didn't bother further, turning instead to continue whispering with Little Pink Bottle and others.
Approaching noon.
The number of visitors to the museum gradually increased. Ah Da could no longer chat with Little Pink Bottle, Jade Pot, and others as they were Artifact Spirits, and humans couldn't hear them speak, but it was different for her.
The looks she received from the people around her were becoming increasingly strange and increasingly unreserved, prompting Ah Da to hurriedly whisper, "It's getting late. I should leave. I'll come see you again next time."
Little Pink Bottle replied, "Go on, go on. Talking for hours on end is really exhausting for me too. I need a break."
