The High Priest before me filled me with dread.
She had actually seen at a glance that there was a chip in Ye Jinghong's brain, and she could even tell what it was used for.
I returned to Ye Jinghong and Black Dog.
Ye Jinghong asked suspiciously, "What did she whisper to you? Don't tell me she took a liking to you? Or perhaps your past life had some unfinished bond with her too, like that Qianqian in Pompeii City. Speaking of which, you left such a gorgeous woman as Qianqian behind at the base. Aren't you worried?"
If she had not mentioned Qianqian, I would have nearly forgotten about her.
After all, I had not spent much time with Qianqian.
If Qianqian had not helped us leave Pompeii City, and if I had not thought of it as a debt owed by my past life, I truly would not have wanted to keep her by my side. My love life had already been a tangled mess, impossible to cut through or sort out, leaving me utterly at a loss.
It was perfectly normal for Ye Jinghong to think that way now.
Even if she had not, I had vaguely felt that there was something off about the way the High Priest looked at me.
There really did seem to be some inexplicable affection mixed into her gaze.
But I could not be certain.
"What are you thinking? She merely explained what needed attention during the ritual. She also wanted me to ask you to do her a favor."
Ye Jinghong frowned. "If she wants my help, why doesn't she ask me herself? Why does she have to tell you first? Do I look that hard to talk to? We already agreed to help her complete the ritual. Is it