"I didn't even care whether the puddles would splash..."
"As a result, my foot stepped on something..."
Zhang Bo furrowed his brow.
Some of the shock he'd felt then still seemed to linger in his heart.
He touched his chest.
"You fell?"
Zhao Luzheng blurted out.
"No."
Before Zhang Bo could answer, Zhuge Yun replied first.
"Hm?"
Zhang Bo and Zhao Luzheng both looked at Zhuge Yun.
Xiao Xiao's lips curved slightly.
Zhuge Yun spread his hands.
"If Eldest Brother had really fallen, he would've been way too clean when he got back."
"Huh?"
Zhao Luzheng instinctively recalled what Zhang Bo had looked like when he first returned.
Half his pants were soaked.
The back of his shirt was wet, too.
His hands were wet as well...
Oh...
Zhao Luzheng suddenly understood.
"The front of Eldest Brother's clothes wasn't wet."
"Mm."
Zhuge Yun nodded.
"Although it's possible Eldest Brother was quick enough to catch himself with his hands when he was about to fall..."
"But either way..."
"With rain this heavy and puddles this deep..."
"If Eldest Brother had actually hit the ground, there's no question..."
"He would've come back looking like a mud man."
"His clothes would've been covered in dirt."
"Even if he'd caught himself with his hands, his clothes would definitely have been splattered with mud."
"How could only his back and the hems of his clothes be wet, while the front was basically spotless?"
"Mm-hmm."
Zhao Luzheng nodded.
Exactly.
Although Zhang Bo had looked pretty miserable when he got back,
if he'd really fallen on the way, he wouldn't have looked miserable enough.
"Right?"
Zhuge Yun looked at Zhang Bo.
There was a hint of certainty in his expression.
"Yeah, yeah."
Though Zhuge Yun's smugness was a