"So, you mean last Christmas was the first time you and he met the gentlemen together?"
Jiang Yu suddenly looked at Su Shijun and asked this question, slightly abruptly—she emphasized the words 'together with him,' meaning previous encounters didn't count.
The owner of Greenhill Mansion blinked, hesitated a bit, seemingly pondering how to respond.
The black cat crouched at the corner of the table, suddenly spoke 'foolishly.'
"Yeah, that's right."
The black cat flicked its tail tip quickly, anxiously answering: "You usually can't even see a shadow of the old man, but since he already said he would bless Poseidon, so on Christmas Eve—more accurately, that evening—we managed to trap him in the bookstore. Wasn't Sister Korma also there that day?"
Su Shijun glanced at him, with a half-smile.
"Well, if it's your gentleman, I saw him in my freshman year." The witch at the desk nodded slightly, coolly adding: "…Turns out he's the principal."
