Ji Chaoyang seemed a bit tired. He glanced out the window, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, then took an orange out of his backpack and started peeling it.
"A prophet?!" Li Wenxi exclaimed in surprise, then turned to the Silver King lying on the ground next to her, "Silver King, if he dares to claim he's a prophet, we'll take him out tonight!"
"Oh?" Silver King tilted his head, not understanding what Li Wenxi was saying.
"Be careful, the Silver King might take it seriously." Xu Xin teased.
"Oh?" Li Wenxi was taken aback, quickly telling Silver King, "I was joking, don't really do it, Silver King!"
"Awoo?" Silver King was clueless.
The other three burst into laughter.
"Ah, you're teasing me again!" Li Wenxi was a bit annoyed and wanted to give Keke a good rub, but she found that Keke had already dozed off in her lap, so she gently stroked its fur instead.
"Eep…" Keke made a comfortable sound in its sleep, turned over, and continued sleeping.
