He placed the documents in his hands properly on the table, clasped his hands and placed them firmly on the documents. He looked up at Yue An, as if waiting for his response.
Jasper Ji showed no trace of concern or nervousness on the surface, and his face, which rarely showed any obvious emotions, became the perfect cover at this time.
The only expressions that confirmed his mood at the moment were the tightly clasped fingertips of his clasped hands, and the muscles all over his body that were tense as if they were about to burst out at any moment.
These were things that Yue An couldn't notice when he was standing opposite him.
Silas's mind was buzzing, and all he could think about was that he had finished the game. Could it be that he was going to Liao Zhai again? Would Rowan Ji not make his wish and let him become an immortal? A series of thoughts that made the cat suffocate.
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