From Grant's perspective, he suddenly saw the lofty IEG leader and Lu Mian exchanging glances, a bewildering emotion passing between them.
He had spent most of his life doing research and viewed matters of the heart with indifference.
Yet even so, in those intertwined gazes, he read... affection.
Affection?
The word popped into his mind, and even Grant couldn't believe it.
He must have seen it wrong.
Absolutely wrong.
However, before he could digest this, Grant found, once again, that the God of Death Leader had actually reached out his finger and entwined it with Lu Mian's pinkie.
!!!
There was a black robe between them, their actions were light and hidden, yet he still discovered it.
In a place where others couldn't see, the two fingers seemed to play a game, chasing and wrapping around each other.
"..."
He had not seen wrong!
Grant's words stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.
