"Hmm, might as well go take a look since there's nothing else to do."
Molly's investigative team had returned to the Capital.
It seemed to have quieted down suddenly around Yi Lin.
Except for Little Pan Zheng, who had gone mad again.
But Yi Lin had long been accustomed to solitude, so this wasn't really a big deal.
After Molly left, it seemed like contact between the two of them had been cut off instantly, and Yi Lin had no idea what Molly was busy with.
Perhaps she was tied up researching the "Neural Link Technology" obtained from the Xiao Family's legacy, or maybe preparing to research the "few" small projects Yi Lin had meticulously planned.
After packing up her belongings simply, Yi Lin found Little Pan Zheng sulking in the room.
Little Pan Zheng's brows were tightly furrowed at times, and at others, he burst into silly laughter.
From time to time, he would also hold out his hand.
"Apostle Panel!"
"..."
Sigh, another one had gone crazy.