Saint Child Tang Wulin?
On the way back, Qiangu Wuji took out his phone and briefly told Leng Yaozhu what had happened.
In broad strokes, he told her about his suspicions.
After listening, she naturally agreed at once and promised she would investigate the matter thoroughly.
Once the serious business was finished, she inevitably started asking after his new life on campus.
"Wuji, at your new school, have you been doing what I told you? Don't just believe whatever strange girls tell you."
"Mom, what are you doing? Why do you keep asking about this?"
Qiangu Wuji was truly helpless. What exactly did she take him for?
Why did it feel like she thought he was some naive little sweetheart who could be coaxed home with just a few words?
"Hmph. You think I don't know what kind of personality you have? If I don't remind you, with that temperament of yours, those little girls will have you running in circles."
"Uh..."
"All right, enough about that. Do you still have enough money? Why don't I transfer some more to you?"
"N-no need. There's nothing I need to spend money on for now."
"Good. Then go do what you need to do. I'll find some time to come over soon."
With that, the call ended.
Qiangu Wuji held the phone, truly at a loss. Sometimes, he felt Leng Yaozhu was far too nervous about him.
He did not know whether that was a good thing or not, but in any case, it made him rather uncomfortable.
As the two of them walked, they unknowingly arrived at the gates of Eastsea Academy.
Before they entered, Gu Yue glanced at him and said faintly, "What do you think about what happened at Eastsea Spirit Pagoda? Does it have anything to do with