Theresa nodded in deep agreement. "That does seem to be the case, but I didn't tell her anything important. Those bits of information must have gone through several rounds of artistic embellishment in her head. It really has nothing to do with me."
"You're that confident in your intelligence?"
Theresa fell silent. She was very confident in her intelligence, but not so confident in her memory. Honestly, she had already forgotten everything she had said last night—not a single detail remained.
That was her problem.
Theresa felt guilty, but she did not want Zhao Bai to see it. She stomped her foot, snatched back the Xuanyuan Sword, and shut herself in her room again.
"Hmph."
She left behind a trailing sound of unclear meaning.
Zhao Bai turned around and met Bronya's eyes, hoping she could give him an answer.
"The principal is definitely feeling guilty, but that does not seem to be why. She does not remember what she told her last night. That is what the principal feels guilty about. She is an easy woman to understand. No one is easier to understand than her."
Here it came again—Bronya's KGB-style interrogation.
Before anyone realized it, the interrogation had already begun.
Through microexpressions, one could tell whether someone was lying, flying into a rage, or both.
Theresa was both furious and guilty.
And a little stupid.
Neither Zhao Bai nor Bronya was surprised by that conclusion.
"What do we do now?"
Bronya had seen Zhao Bai's helplessness when facing Cup Snake and found it very strange. Her interrogation ability only failed when it came to Zhao Bai, and it failed for no apparent reason. It basically only happened whenever other women were involved.
Could it be that jealous sort of feeling?
But when she saw Moonlit Embrace, she clearly