"It's been talking to me," Zishu says casually. Wu Xi knows; he heard what it was saying when he walked in.
It's still staring at them, in fact, eyes narrowed and lips twisted in an ugly snarl Zhou Zishu doesn't think he's ever had on his own face.
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"It's been talking to me," Zishu says casually. Wu Xi knows; he heard what it was saying when he walked in.
It's still staring at them, in fact, eyes narrowed and lips twisted in an ugly snarl Zhou Zishu doesn't think he's ever had on his own face.