"He left! He got tired after playing just now and left. He probably went home. Was it a joke when he said he didn't make a phone call? Maybe his phone ran out of battery. He's not here, you don't need to spend your money. You should head back; he should catch a ride home soon."
Although these words were a bit far-fetched, they were logically presented. However, in Li Yan's eyes, this person was making up a story on the spot and was the most cunning of the four people here, including the doorman downstairs.
Since the person is cunning and unreliable, their words are, of course, unreliable as well.
"Did he really leave?"
"Yes, really, and he might not have gone far yet. Why don't you look around nearby? Perhaps you'll find him." The person said sincerely.
Li Yan looked at him, but through the corner of his eye, he noticed the suspicious and confused looks of the others, as if they didn't understand why he would say such a thing.
