Han Xuhan rubbed his throbbing chin with his shoulders and said,
"So, now that I've blabbered on for so long, explaining in detail about how I ended up here, how about you clear up some of my doubts and explain how you ended up there." He gestured at where Zhao Weiqing was sitting.
"Don't tell me my theories are actually entirely true and you've become a puppet of whoever has been suppressed here by the circle of laws, Brother Yun."
Zhao Weiqing silently contemplated what to say. After a moment, he smiled under his mask and answered,
"Actually, you are not far off the mark."
"Eh?!" Han Xuhan exclaimed while Mu Ran uncomfortably squirmed against his bindings.
"Eheheh..." Zhao Weiqing laughed in a carefree manner while standing up. With a flourishing bow, he pointed at himself stylishly.
