Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing both laughed simultaneously.
Still waiting foolishly at the door, still thinking of sending someone to inquire, turns out the person who saw Qin Xue that night was right in front of them.
"What are you laughing at?" Ren Yu asked, bewildered, as their laughter sent shivers down his spine.
Ding Jing shook the hunting knife in her hand, saying, "Nothing, go on."
