"Ghosts lined up in suits and ties!"
"I almost thought something had happened!"
The little fox cursed and flipped off the wall, bypassed the crowd at the front of the villa, and quietly sneaked in through the kitchen entrance at the back.
Lin Ying sat in front of the TV in the sunroom on the second floor. Ansheng spat towards the door, shook his fluffy big tail, and headed upstairs, preparing to greet Lin Ying.
However.
As soon as Ansheng got close, even the sunroom's triple-layered glazing couldn't mask Lin Ying's angry shout from inside:
"......Grandmaster! Do you think I'm mad too?"
Ansheng was stunned by the words, stealthily creeping to the front of the sunroom, ears perked up.
The earlier conversation was unheard by Ansheng, but Lin Ying's angry shout made it clear it wasn't just TV she was watching but a call.
.....A remote video call.
"Why do you say that?"
