"Stay here, I have a date, can't miss it."
The last syllable hadn't yet faded away, and before Zuo Bai could react, [Mask]'s body had bizarrely collapsed like melting black wax, turning into a shadow darker than night itself.
Zuo Bai's electronic eye zoomed continuously, staring unblinkingly at the shadow at his feet as it flowed into the grass, seemingly tracing the same path he had taken.
Zuo Bai stood frozen, and after a few seconds, he suddenly took a long, deep breath!
"A date?"
"Is it a date with Feng Yuhuai?"
A hint of doubt swirled in his mind, and Zuo Bai felt a strange sentiment:
"[Mask] actually didn't give me any trouble, is he really this magnanimous?"
Indeed, compared to the vengeful thoughts he harbored before, and Feng Yuhuai's mad-dog-like reaction upon seeing him, the "forgiveness" [Mask] was showing now left him feeling ashamed.
Zuo Bai blinked, withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help but feel secretly pleased:
