After encountering Yu Tang, he indeed committed NINE to memory.
Now, reflecting back, some puzzling aspects seemed to fit together perfectly.
Yu Tang's circle of close associates was quite small, with Si Fuqing being the only other person close to him besides himself.
However, NINE's chosen class was that of a swordsman, a class seldom picked by females, a fact that even Yu Xiheng had not considered.
He sighed softly.
As she had mentioned, he truly became a deceiver.
Yu Xiheng's eyes, light amber in color, held a profound depth.
The matter of him being a sneaker attacker was not something he could easily disclose to her.
The man tapped his fingers lightly on the table before finally picking up his phone to make a call.
"Boss," on the other end, Si Fuqing quickly exited the game, "Me? My brother's taking me gaming! Just a bit longer! Will you come over for dinner tomorrow? Auntie bought some big crabs today."