Xiao Chenyuan had arrived at some point, standing under the corridor with a cold expression and an unfathomable gaze.
The words Night Wanderer had blurted out earlier—Ah Wu Dead Ghost—had clearly not escaped from his notice. Ah Wu... which Ah Wu is it?
QingWu shot a frosty glare at Night Wanderer and sent a sound transmission: I go by 'Ying Rushi' now.
Night Wanderer nearly choked on his food, his cheeks puffed out awkwardly. Yet, when facing Xiao Chenyuan, his attitude shifted to one of deference. He cupped his hands and said, "Ah, cousin-in-law is back!"
Xiao Chenyuan stepped forward, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Cousin-in-law?"