After learning that he would be staying with Carlos for a while, Yiqing didn't object.
He could hear what was happening outside while inside the dagger, but he still drifted out of the green mist and gave Carlos a token sideways glance.
The Sheqing Ghost looked down at him with an almost-smile. The crystal ornaments on his lapel dangled and swung back and forth in front of Carlos's face.
Carlos gave a dry cough. In the end, he decided the position put him at a slight disadvantage, so he climbed to his feet and slipped the dagger into his pocket.
Whatever he did, the pocket didn't bulge in the slightest. It was as if the dagger had simply vanished.
Watching him "do magic," Yiqing chuckled with interest, then turned into green smoke and dissipated around Carlos.
And that settled it.
Seeing one person after another lounging in his living room more comfortably than he was, Yu Xing, the host, tacitly accepted their behavior and glanced out the window.
There was no sun, but the clouds were thin, and the daylight was bright enough.
It was a cloudy day.
He'd left the deduction instance in the afternoon, and it was only a little past four now. After thinking it over, he took the spare phone from his bedroom, logged into WeChat, and messaged the person at the top of his chat list.
[San: Want to go out for dinner? My treat.]
For a while, there was no reply.
Yu Xing wasn't in a hurry. He opened the news and skimmed through the latest events in this world. At around four-thirty, his phone began vibrating rapidly.
[Z: Yu Xing!]
[Z: You're back!]
[Z: When can we meet? Tell me when and where. I want barbecue.]
[Z: I also want to see Sister