It's a pity he doesn't know who this young man he's talking to is or what kind of abilities he has.
No matter how much Lei Dafeng deliberately blurs and conceals, as long as he speaks, Bai Xiaosheng can judge based on his micro-expressions.
Which statements are true, which are false, which are sarcastic, which are exaggerated, and which are downplayed.
Bai Xiaosheng effortlessly gleaned a wealth of information from the other party.
"Seems like there's not much difference from my previous judgment," Bai Xiaosheng thought to himself.
The smile on his face grew even larger as he chatted pleasantly with Lei Dafeng.
Unintentionally, Bai Xiaosheng glanced outside the door and saw Lei Mingyao poking his head in. The latter was startled and quickly retreated.
