Grover huddled in the corner of the sofa anxiously, not feeling safe enough, so he calmly picked up two pillows and held them in his arms to cover his abdomen.
A very standard defensive posture.
At this moment, he looked at Thomas and He Yu, as if he was looking at two old foxes with deep thoughts, who were working together to capture him, a poor, weak, and helpless little white rabbit.
Grover looked at Thomas cautiously: "Is this true?"
The man's eyes were obviously wandering and his words were evasive.
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