Ye Huan raised an eyebrow, "Really need evidence?"
"That's right, we must have evidence," Qin Guangming replied.
Ye Huan glanced at Xiaochuan Sun Ichiro and saw the proud and contemptuous curve on his lips.
Suddenly, Huan's lips curled up with a meaningful smile.
Xiaochuan Sun Ichiro shuddered, and his lips returned to normal.
"Chirp chirp chirp."
"Kamoji."
"Kaji mi, jimei wu, kaka kawawa."
Suddenly... Ye Huan took out his phone while also speaking in bird language.
Xiaochuan Sun Ichiro was bewildered for several seconds, but still forced himself to respond, "Kaka wu, kaji kaji."
"Kawu kawu, kala kala."
"Ji wai ka! @￥..."
Xiaochuan Sun Ichiro started sweating bullets on his forehead.
What's this kid up to, speaking bird language too?
"Kaka wawa."
"21@#￥%..."
"%￥%..."
In the next ten minutes, Ye Huan and Xiaochuan Sun Ichiro had a "friendly and cordial" conversation.
