Carrying his things, Lin Jiang returned home.
When he opened the door, he found Qin Yangyang with her arms crossed, staring at him like a teacher who had caught a student cheating. The look on her face was an open book, and it read loud and clear: "Time to confess."
'What's with that look?'
'Did she install cameras in the house?'
'She must have seen me rummaging through her closet.'
'But we've played that card a few times now. Even if she did see, she shouldn't be looking at me like *that*, right?'
"What's going on?"
"Tell me what you bought."
"Huh? Didn't you buy everything? I didn't buy anything."
Lin Jiang was completely baffled. He had no idea what Qin Yangyang was talking about.
"Then let me ask you, what is this?"
Qin Yangyang pulled Lin Jiang into the living room. When he saw the item on the coffee table, Lin Jiang was left speechless.
Dammit.
'I forgot about the Flash Strike Staff.'
