Zhao Changhe's sea of consciousness is in turmoil.
The Yin God desperately tugs at the raging blind person: "Blind one, let it go, let it go... From what she's saying, she guesses you're by my side, but the meaning might not be that you're always with me. She thinks you're not here... or can't be sure if you are, she's testing, she's testing... If she knew you were here, this wouldn't be her attitude, don't reveal yourself, don't give it away, okay~"
The blind person struggles furiously: "Who does she think she is! Helping others get me, what the hell is that! Watch me go kill her, let's see who helps who gets who!"
Zhao Changhe: "Ah, right, right, we don't need her help either..."
The atmosphere suddenly quiets down, the blind person turns, their "eyes" closed and "looking" at the spot Zhao Changhe is holding their wrist, then "looks" at his face, expressionless.
