Mingshen and Jia threw Qin Ruwen a dumbfounded look.
"You two knew each for this long?"
"Wait, so what finally got you two out of that room?" Mingshen asked.
Qin Ruwen replied, his face hidden in the darkness. "Bojing. He came rushing in crying later and begged for forgiveness for forgetting me. He is the only one who cares about me…" he muttered.
Jia alternated her gaze between them. "So you two kept in touch after that?"
"Uh-huh. I became a regular here."
Mingshen - "..."
"What do you mean…regular?"
"To see her dance now and then. She is a good dancer. The void loves her too," he whispered.
"And you are here because…"
"She invited me to enjoy the festival. Unfortunately, it's too bright outside," he squeezed himself further in. "I will die if I have to watch those martial arts matches with lights flashing all over my eyes."
Mingshen stared at him.
Here Spicy was trying so hard to gain entry in Huayuan and the trump card was right beside me all along…
