Looking at the message An Shihua sent, Su Yan didn't know how to reply for a moment. He thought for a little, hesitated, and then decided to reply with a question mark.
Straightforward Male: ❓
Little Flower: ?
Straightforward Male: ¿
Little Flower: ...
Seeing Su Yan send her two strange question marks in a row, the usually aloof An Shihua couldn't help but twitch her lips. Is there something wrong with this Su Yan? she wondered. Does he not understand plain language, or what is his problem?
When An Shihua didn't reply, Su Yan took the initiative to send her another message.
Straightforward Male: Explain in detail. The scent of a mythical beast.
Little Flower: It's nothing. Sorry to bother you.
After sending this reply, An Shihua put her phone away, her gaze falling upon the Martial Arts Platform.
Su Yan, seeing this, could only put his phone back into his pocket and refocus on the competition on the Martial Arts Platform.
