"Si Konglie, right?"
Just when Luo Lei was extremely frightened, he heard Xuanyuan Qing'ao's ethereal voice beside his ear.
Luo Lei couldn't discern any clues from Xuanyuan Qing'ao's tone. He furrowed his brow fiercely, glanced around anxiously, swallowed hard, and then nodded in agreement, "Yes, it's Si Konglie, I certainly didn't mistake him."
Fearful that Xuanyuan Qing'ao wouldn't believe him, Luo Lei emphasized his point again.
After Luo Lei spoke, Xuanyuan Qing'ao remained silent for a long time, clearly contemplating something. Although Luo Lei was very anxious, he dared not interrupt Xuanyuan Qing'ao and could only wait patiently.
Due to his nervousness, a fine layer of sweat appeared on Luo Lei's forehead, the droplets as large as beans.
"I will come over now."
