If Feng Ling had known earlier about the Tidal Wave Squad's conversation, she might have chosen a more private place and time. Or perhaps she would not have sought out Lin Pengpeng at all, instead waiting until she returned to Qingjiang City to use translation software herself.
But Feng Ling had always been casual by nature. She was not the type to plan for every possibility.
Back in the Maze, her nerves had been wound tight, her mind filled only with the Golden Egg. She had wanted to fight her way through thorns and brambles, kill the birds, and take the egg—not remain in that cramped little wooden cabin, repeating the labor of picking and sorting beans thousands of times.
Now that the Golden Egg had been found and all the hardship and danger in the Maze were far behind them, she sprawled lazily in the car and casually shot Huangfu Miaomiao a look, telling her to play the watch's recording for Lin Pengpeng—
Life was always full of surprises.
The watch's audio quality was poor and riddled with static. Lin Pengpeng had to hold it to her ear to make out the conversation.
The first time she listened, Lin Pengpeng looked slightly confused.
The second time, her expression darkened somewhat, and she straightened her back.
Then she listened a third time, a fourth time... a fifth time...
With her lips pressed together and her eyes lowered as if confirming something, she listened again and again.
When the recording played for the eleventh time, Feng Ling could not help turning to look at Lin Pengpeng. "Hey? If you're too sleepy, forget it."
She thought Lin Pengpeng had dozed off.
Lin Pengpeng suddenly came back to herself and looked up at Feng Ling with a blank stare.
Feng Ling frowned slightly,