"Those bastards from the Central Allied Army came to raid our home?"
How many major things had happened while she was asleep these past few days?
"Who died? Tell me. You don't have to hide it from me..."
Though Shen Tang claimed she could handle it, her actions showed that she was already refusing to accept reality. Gu Chi had known her for years; how could he not see through her little tricks? He abandoned his plan to keep her in suspense and explained, "These white funeral banners were hung for Wuhui."
Qin Li's pupils trembled uncontrollably.
He abruptly turned to look at his colleague.
Wait, was that really something he could say?
Sure enough, the moment Gu Chi finished speaking, Shen Tang vanished, not giving him a chance to finish the next sentence. Gu Chi's outstretched hand froze in midair. He rolled his eyes and stomped his foot. "Still as impatient as ever. She didn't even let me finish."
Last time, she hadn't listened to Jimò Qiu. This time, she hadn't listened to him.
Gu Chi clicked his tongue. "You can't blame me for that."
Qin Li swept his sleeve with a dark expression. "Tone down that frivolous act of yours."
The way Gu Chi drew out the final "that" was so lilting and full of twists and turns. Even if he claimed he hadn't done it on purpose, not even a ghost would believe him.
"Gu—Wang—Chao—"
Shen Tang realized something was off halfway there and turned back.
She was closely connected to Chu Yao; she could tell whether he was alive or dead without even seeing him. The moment she heard the white banners had been hung for Chu Yao, her body moved faster than her thoughts. When her brain finally caught up, she realized Gu Chi had