On the other end of the phone, Shen Dahai was speaking non-stop, as if he was entrusting Shen Taoyuan to Ye Huan for a lifetime!
Ye Huan's face was as dark as Bao Qingtian, glancing suspiciously at Shen Taoyuan beside him. He felt that her "running away from home" wasn't that simple on the surface!
Shen Taoyuan held the back of her head, raised her flushed face to gaze at the azure sky, whistling lightly, pretending not to hear Shen Dahai's words and ignoring Ye Huan's gaze.
"By the way, Xiao Ye, do you have anything you need to talk to me about?" Having talked for a while, Shen Dahai drank a sip of tea and inquired about the real matter.
"Uncle Shen, didn't you say last time when you were in Japan that the Shen Family's ancient texts recorded the 'Rakshasa' creature? I'm quite interested in that myth and want to borrow the book. Is that convenient?"
