Three Years

Just as Li Qingshan was about to continue interrogating A'wei, his domain expanded, and he sensed that Little Nine had come as well.

He immediately let go of A'wei.

"Brother, did this person scare you?" Little Nine asked, coming over in concern.

"No. This man isn't from the Yuhua Sect, right?" Li Qingshan asked.

"No, he is not," Little Nine whispered in Li Qingshan's ear. "He is the youngest son of the Changhen Demonic Sect Leader."

"He has problems with his head. He's very stupid."

Li Qingshan blinked and looked at A'wei. He was not stupid at all.

If he were stupid, then there are no geniuses in the world.

"He did not scare me. You can bring him back now," Li Qingshan said gently.

A'wei panicked. He did not want to go back.

"Go back first and come again when there is no one here. Then, we can chat," Li Qingshan said with telepathy, comforting A'wei without changing his expression.