When Aiden returned, Julian had just finished walking around the yard and was sitting in the house drinking tea.
Under the flickering candlelight, there was no trace of red in his eyes. His thoughtful expression was completely different from his pitiful look just now. The switch was faster and more natural than schizophrenia. Aiden was not surprised and walked over to sit down: "How is it?"
Julian said: "I didn't find it."
He gently stroked the rim of the cup with his index finger and said, "If there really is such a person, his martial arts should be above the guard, but not too high, at least he can be detected by Zhao Huohuo."
Aiden said: "Are your people nearby?"
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