The other party heard Ziluo's words and his smiling mouth, originally wearing a hint of smile, stiffened for a moment before the corners of his mouth stopped smiling, and his eyes looked at Ziluo.
"What are you looking at me for? Go on." Ziluo, confused by his stare, said.
"I flew up," the other party said.
"So, you can fly now, no wonder we're meeting here. If I had known, I would have used vines to pull myself up too, which would've saved a lot of detours." Ziluo nodded understandingly and then fell silent, leaning on the chair.
"Sir, you've been observing us for a day and you haven't made a move. Tonight, it seems like you knew we were coming. Is there something you want to say to us?" Yan Mo spoke, looking at the man across from them as they fell silent.