I turned around and saw a certain woman smiling with inscrutable meaning. Inwardly, I mentally burned a few sticks of incense for Hewell.
Who else could the owner of that voice be, if not Tian Yicao?
Tian Yicao said with a weird inflection, "Looks like you all still ate too well, having the energy to badmouth people behind their backs. But who were you talking about? It couldn't be me, could it?"
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