"Ning Fan, weren't you supposed to..."
At this moment, Daisylin recalled her previous doubts.
It was just over a night, Ning Fan returned already, so fast it felt unreal.
"I went to that place."
Ning Fan laughed again, "That guy was bragging. It's not as terrifying as he said, just an ordinary village with nothing inside."
"But didn't he say..."
"No. I asked the villagers, and none of them recognized that guy."
Watching Ning Fan interrupt her repeatedly, Daisylin was convinced that Ning Fan was lying about this, and his words had many loopholes.
Jinshan Corner is a place with many ethnic groups and complex languages; Ning Fan doesn't even understand Thai, yet he claimed to have asked everyone in the village, which was the biggest flaw.
"Maybe there's something he can't tell."
Though she didn't understand Ning Fan's predicament, a smart woman wouldn't dig too deep.
So the clever Daisylin simply asked the final question, "Does this mean that this matter is over?"
