"Hiding away," Bai Ling'er chuckled. "Your brother is really interesting."
"I've been watching him for over ten days. If he's not burrowing underground, he's hiding in the fog."
"As soon as he makes his move, he resolves the fight in an extremely short time and then ducks away again."
Actually, Bai Ling'er had been paying attention to Zhao Xing as well. As the good brother often mentioned by Long Xiao, how could she not pay attention when her ears were practically calloused from hearing of him?
It was just a bit boring to watch, because Zhao Xing rarely showed his true self.
Even during fights, he mostly hid within his Fog Concealment Technique.
If you had to say what could be noted, it would only be two words: cautious!
"Oh? Is he alright? Also, he has a cat; has it been injured? Can you get the warship guard to zoom in on the image?"
"What are you in a rush for?" Bai Ling'er said, "You were never this anxious even when my dad wanted to kill you."
