Little by little, Bi Xia wrapped the spiritual power around the child’s heart, feeling the outline of the heart that didn’t fully match. Bi Xia lowered his eyes. As the spiritual power gradually protected it entirely, he saw the child’s breathing return to a steady pace. Bi Xia slowly withdrew his spiritual power and, just as he turned his head, met the ancient and deep eyes of Ji Qiutang.

"What’s up?" Bi Xia casually dressed the child in a jacket, zipped it up, and let the child continue to hold onto him. He bent down to gently pick up the child, straightened his legs with slight force, "I know I’m handsome, no need to keep staring at me like this, so embarrassing."

"Ha," Ji Qiutang listened to Bi Xia’s words and chuckled as he tilted his head, playing along, "It’s just that I’ve never seen someone so... handsome, especially since I discovered..."

Dragging the tone, as if carefully gauging Bi Xia, word by word, with deep meaning, "Our family’s Little Nine brother is both handsome and pretty. If he kept long hair, people might believe he’s a pretty girl, then he wouldn’t be a male god, but a goddess..."

Holding the child, Bi Xia’s expression remained unfazed, the corners of his lips slightly curved, with eyes full of light-hearted banter, "Didn’t expect our Second Bro to be so smart, guessing in one go that I’m actually a girl, too bad, I said it and they still don’t believe it."

Seeing Bi Xia’s candid demeanor, Ji Qiutang just smiled, slightly lowered his clear eyes flickering with amusement, then innocently looked up again, "Oh, come on, look at you, no chest, no butt, no hint of femininity, female? That’d be a flat plane, no appeal."

"So..." Seizing the moment Bi Xia was still holding the child with no hands to flick him away, he raised a hand to pat Bi Xia on the head, "Be a good male god, don’t let your mind wander to what-if’s, some things will naturally resolve themselves in due course."

After saying that, Ji Qiutang withdrew his hand with a smile, "Let’s go, we need to find a way out. Otherwise, if we’re not blown up by bombs or beaten to death by Yu Tian, we’ll suffocate here from lack of air."

With complex starlit eyes, he glanced at Ji Qiutang, wondering whether he had discovered something or not.

Bi Xia pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, "Nevermind, let’s get out first. Anyway, if mom actually ends up with that Ji Han later, my identity will probably be disclosed to them openly."

"By the way, why are you here?" Bi Xia recalled what Yu Tian said earlier, "If I’m not mistaken, all of this was left for me by Yu Tian, not you."

Ji Qiutang laughed, "It was left for you, yet also not left for you."

"That Yu Tian... I suppose he sensed something was amiss quite early, so he arranged all this in advance, regardless of whether we came a day sooner or later, there’s the chance of encountering this."

"The only difference is..." Ji Qiutang stood firm, his face slightly somber before returning to normal. He tossed the rock in his hand aside, watching the situation inside the stone pile, "The later we arrive, the more people they’ve killed."

"You didn’t answer my question," Bi Xia listened to Ji Qiutang’s words and looked at the child in his arms, but still spoke calmly, "Why did you come here?"

When walking over, the corpses at the door and the thumb on the ground were left for him to open the door. The only difference was that he found it filthy, so simply kicked it open.

Then there were those posters in the hallway, all of Pokémon. She didn’t believe Yu Tian and his group posted them to remember the way, unless they were a bunch of idiots. Moreover, Bi Xia thought, Yu Tian and his gang lacked the taste to appreciate such classic childhood anime like Pokémon.

Besides... those who knew she liked Pokémon were either the kids in her class or the brothers in Beijing, all thanks to Xu Renfei and his big mouth. He shared her initial Pokémon and LOL comparison when they first played LOL together. Eventually, among their group, Pokémon gradually replaced LOL.

And with Ji Qiutang’s appearance, Bi Xia became even more certain that Ji Qiutang didn’t come here merely on a whim, but after thorough preparation, almost as if ensuring she’d arrive.

Suddenly recalling what Qin Zhan previously mentioned, that Ji Qiutang’s spiritual power might relate to dreams...

With starlit eyes slightly sharp, Bi Xia smiled, "Hey, Ji Qiutang, I know now." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The young voice cooled and clear, starlit eyes bending with a touch of helplessness, and his tone tinged with a bit of pride, "Did you dream about me?"