Xiao Yu heard this, immediately put down the chicken leg in his hand, and then cautiously glanced around before leaning in to speak softly.
"Yes, can I ask now?"
Meng Lang looked at Xiao Yu's careful expression as if guarding against a thief and immediately had some guesses.
"Judging by your look, did you learn something from that little girl?"
"Hmm... that feeling is hard to describe. It's a form of communication entirely different from language or physical contact, like being possessed by a spirit..."
Xiao Yu's face showed a strange expression before glancing at Meng Lang.
"So... I saw some of 'their' affairs."
Seen...
Meng Lang was silent for a moment.
"Well... although there are some things I would have told you sooner or later, I didn't expect this day to come so quickly... Yes, 'they' do exist..."
Xiao Yu, hearing this, showed an expression not of fear but of excitement.
