Zhu Ge sounded confident in his opinion, and Bai Chen knew that he couldn't ignore the possibility when the man was this serious.
"What evidence do you have?" The Werewolf Prince asked.
"Fried fish," replied Zhu Ge.
"..." Bai Chen fell silent.
Bai Chen thought that the man wearing the red hanfu had finally stopped playing around, but perhaps it was just an illusion since the man could even mention food in this situation.
"Can you be more serious? It's not even lunchtime yet, and we can discuss our lunch menu later," Bai Chen irritatedly replied to the taller man.
The man who had long brown hair did sound annoyed, but Zhu Ge only frowned as he replied, "I'm not talking about food, but I'm talking about the evidence I have about Ma Qiao's crimes."