Sun Zhen had just tossed the trash and returned upstairs, Qin Muye leisurely followed behind without the other person noticing her presence at all.
Once he arrived home, he immediately lay down on the couch; it seemed he just decided to slack off.
That made Qin Muye suspect that the guy simply didn't want to go to work and was messing around online instead.
"I was too hasty, I misjudged again..." Qin Muye felt somewhat helpless. It wasn't the first time she had seen something like this. Over the years, in her search for the Emperor's Primordial Spirit, she had met many people, so it was normal to occasionally misjudge. After all, you can't expect everyone to be entirely consistent; such people are very hard to come by.
Then, she prepared to leave. Since there was nothing to be gained, why stay?
But just as she turned around, she heard a series of knocks on the door.
