Pitiful Zhu Wushou, usually so shrewd, actually believed Fang Yi this time.
Fang Yi was also observing Zhu Wushou's expression. When Zhu Wushou looked at him, Fang Yi appeared calm and unruffled, still looking as if nothing was amiss, leaving Zhu Wushou unable to find any flaws.
Soon, Fang Yi confirmed that Zhu Wushou had indeed believed his words.
He felt a peculiar mix of discomfort.
Because, in fact, he had been making things up, spinning tales out of thin air, yet this guy actually believed it!
Just then, the restroom door was suddenly flung open with force, and a loud voice echoed:
"Master!"
The shout was like a sudden clap of thunder, reverberating through the air.
Fang Yi was slightly moved; the shout clearly carried Inner Strength, indicating that whoever had arrived was not ordinary.
At the same time.
Zhu Wushou, maintaining his backward posture, immediately said, "Old Fu, I'm here!"
