Cola

Those brief five seconds had still caused some side effects.

Looking at Young Master Qin before him, Fu Qian felt a pang of emotion.

Just yesterday, he had used five seconds of reverse Za Warudo to dodge An Jing Shizhi's Shared Fate.

Based on his original assessment, although his condition had been unstable at the time, he should have been able to avoid affecting Young Master Qin and the others by focusing inward as much as possible.

However, Tan Ying's slightly unusual behavior just now had still caught Fu Qian's attention.

And now, Young Master Qin had confirmed Fu Qian's suspicions.

Something had affected them after all.

"Xiao Qian, be honest with me. Are you doing something dangerous?"

Young Master Qin clearly had no idea what Fu Qian was thinking. After the initial pleasantries, his expression quickly turned serious.

"Like what?"

Fu Qian looked curious.

"If I had any specific suspicions, I'd have found a way to confirm them by now."

Young Master Qin snorted.

"But I just have this feeling. You're not secretly protecting world peace while pretending to be unemployed, are you?"

"Bingo."

Fu Qian nodded almost instantly.

"Keep it a secret, okay? I don't tell just anyone."

Uh!

Even someone as formidable as Young Master Qin was clearly helpless against Fu Qian's shamelessness.

He knew all too well that if this guy didn't want to share some information, it was practically as if it had been erased by an anti-meme.

"Relax. Try to rein in that boundless imagination of yours."

As Qin Mingze scratched his head furiously, Fu Qian offered some offhand reassurance, then pushed the tray toward him.

"Here. Have a glass of happiness."

"Why did you order so much?"

Qin Mingze stared at the two brimming glasses of cola in front of him, visibly baffled.