Yin You: "Do you know she often dissects corpses without wearing gloves or washing her hands? Oh right, I forgot, those are your own hands."
Sarcasm MAX!
Lin Heng: "..."
Was it the face or the lips that were kissed? No, it was the hand!
His own hand.
Facing the venomous tongue of Yin You, Xuan Luobai and the others trembled in fear, even Xiao Tingyun felt a chill at her fingertips.
The devil himself was unmatched.
However, it was fine since Yin You was typically distant and only had disdain for Lin Heng, idly bantering a bit more than usual; she was too lazy to say more.
It was Wen Xi who was caring, taking the initiative to say, "Everyone, let's join hands. As for personal matters, we can talk another day, especially since there are so many people here."
She hinted at something, and as Jialuo Dizang, who had been watching the gossip from above for a long time, displayed a motherly warm smile, "No worries, I don't mind, please continue."
