Facing Long Linger's shocked gaze, Ma Xiaoqiong sighed helplessly and nodded silently. "I think this whole thing must be a conspiracy. Back then it was just a suspicion, nothing concrete. I didn't even have time to warn you, because I had no way to escape…"
"So you really had a Soul Transfer done on you?" Long Linger asked in surprise.
"Of course not. If I'd really been Soul Transferred, that would be a joke! But I can only pretend that I really was. I've learned my lesson—if I don't, I'll just get beaten, and I'll never have a chance to turn things around."
"Then… if you're just pretending, he can't tell? That Old Man Ou looks really shrewd, not easy to fool at all."
