"Where's your string of Haha Beads?"
On Thursday afternoon, before Old Yao entered the classroom for the Art of Body Transformation class, the room with only two students was filled with a heavy atmosphere, especially after Jiang Yu naturally asked this question.
What was bound to come eventually arrived.
Zheng Qing felt a sense of relief in his heart.
"On the day of the Anti-Magic Festival, on the way back from meeting Sister Korma in the North District with the Doctor and Fatty, we encountered some crows that destroyed them." He replied almost without thinking, providing the most honest and accurate answer.
Zheng Qing had rehearsed this answer many times in his mind. Through careful simulation, he was keenly aware of how hard it would be to lie to an excellent and familiar witch. Instead of being accidentally exposed later, he might as well give the most correct answer from the start.
