If Zheng Qing knew what Lin Guo had said, he would definitely, with teary eyes, firmly reject his guess.
He hadn't done anything wrong, so why did he feel guilty? Moreover, even if he did feel guilty, why would he beat a hasty retreat and withdraw prematurely?
It made absolutely no sense.
Actually, the young government-funded student had been "kidnapped."
Just a minute earlier, he had been excitedly watching, along with the other hunters in the hunting team, as a hunter from an unfortunate team got tossed around by a furious Poisonous Horn Beast, ending up dirty and disheveled.
In the blink of an eye, he felt something fiercely hook behind his navel, then his feet left the ground, and he experienced a whirl of disorientation. When he regained his senses, he was standing in a spacious, very familiar living room.
...
"Tea or coffee?" Su Ya asked seriously, holding a large tea tray next to him.