Lorvian Randall was at a loss for words, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two, with a suspicious expression.
"You guys..."
Carson Flores interrupted Lorvian Randall, "Don't jump to conclusions, it's not what you think."
Lorvian Randall smiled, "I haven't said anything yet, why are you so excited, what are you refuting?"
"Uh..."
Carson Flores rubbed his nose and cheekily said, "Anyway, you can't expect a dog to spit out ivory."
Lorvian Randall laughed heartily and turned to look at Cassiane Sinclair, "Miss Sinclair, you shouldn't worry about being sensed now, right?"
Cassiane Sinclair nodded, "Mm."
Lorvian Randall smiled, "Congratulations on regaining your freedom, do you have any plans for the future?"
Cassiane glanced at Carson Flores, whose expression was slightly unnatural, smiled gently, and naturally replied, "He's going to the West Prison, and I'm accompanying him."
