Perhaps it was because Jiang Huai was too serious when he said that.

Perhaps it was the bulging muscles of the blue robe that reminded Zheng Qing of some bad memories.

Or maybe the news report excerpted from the little letter he spied was too bad.

In short, Zheng Qing did not lift his invisibility until lunch time. Even the buns and porridge bought from the cafeteria, he took the trouble to do a toxicology test.

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