He bowed his head deeply, wishing he could bury it inside his collar.
Wang Ran fell silent.
A twitch crossed his mouth as he thought to himself that after such a long time, he had no idea Loo was a "ghost"—a foreign spy...
At that moment, even the air seemed to quiet down.
Wang Ran cleared his throat, "Then your Mandarin is pretty good..."
"My father is from the mainland!" Loo's expression became serious, and his voice carried a hint of pride, "I actually didn't know much about my own country's culture, but after following you, I spent a lot of time delving into mainland culture. Now, I'm considered quite knowledgeable about it!"
Wang Ran nodded slightly.
One's background can't be changed, but with the right effort, many things can.
He reached out and patted Loo's shoulder.
[Activate Instant Simulation]
[You revealed a bit of information to Loo and then asked about the information regarding the catastrophe on the forty-first day.]
["It's a pursuit against the Immortals!"]