"Hmph, I knew you'd deny it. Good thing I have evidence." With a SWISH, Lin Pei produced an object.
The movement was so fast that even the Black and White Impermanence were a bit dazzled. They had no idea where he—no, *she*—had pulled it from.
Upon closer inspection, it was actually a cellphone—the same model as Xin Huohuo's!
Although there must be millions of cellphones of the same brand and model, for one to appear at such a peculiar time, around such peculiar "people," and inside this peculiar "building," felt a bit strange.
"Where did you get that phone?" Bai Qi asked anxiously, stepping forward and grabbing Lin Pei's wrist.
"It's my own." Lin Pei was puzzled. "Does Mr. Bai like it? Although that leopard spent almost all my money, I can still afford to buy you and Mr. Hei new models. Mr. Hei, would you like one?"
"What he means is, you're a soul. How can you carry a cellphone?" Mr. Hei took a step forward and asked.
