He had overheard his mom and Uncle Xun talking about the infiltrator, but it was supposed to be a secret or still in the speculation stage. How did Little Fatty know?
"Why do you say that?" Luo Yirui asked.
Little Fatty smirked, "Don't pretend you don't know. I bet your mom and uncle have their suspicions."
Luo Yirui shrugged, "They might have guessed, but you can't just talk about these things carelessly. Are your faction people discussing it too?"
"I can't tell you how I know, but there's definitely an infiltrator," Little Fatty said confidently.
Luo Yirui sat back in the armchair, resting his head on his arms, and said, "Why tell me this?"
Little Fatty wouldn't say this for no reason.
Little Fatty glanced towards the door; even though the soundproofing in the castle was good, he couldn't help but lower his voice.
"Do you want to do something?"
Luo Yirui eyed Little Fatty up and down, "What do you mean?"
