Looking at the other’s firm expression, then at her dignified posture.
Yuchi Shouxin finally said, "Miss Song, I don’t mean to deceive you. Here’s the thing, let me explain."
Yuchi scratched his head, "I misspoke, listen to me..."
"First, I initially had no idea you were from the Celestial Capital Department; I thought you were some swindler."
"So I used the name of the Celestial Capital Department to intimidate you."
"But later, it was the case of the impostor meeting the real deal — you actually exist."
Yuchi’s mind was racing, quickly piecing together his logic.
Before Song Yinghan could say anything.
"Secondly, once I realized you were from the Star Observatory of the Celestial Capital Department, I had no reason to continue pretending."
"I’m an honest man, I can’t deceive you."
"Lastly, everything I said was the truth."
"Yuchi is my nephew. I’ve been secretly helping him with his investigation. I’ve even been in contact with Chen Weiran from the Celestial Capital Department and visited the Demon-slaying Bureau."
"Tomorrow morning, there will be a Demon-Revealing Array..."
"Assuming everything goes according to my logic, of course. If you don’t believe me, we can head to the Celestial Capital Department now."
"Once we’re there, everything will be clear, and you’ll see I’m not lying."
Song Yinghan remained silent, the silence was a painful, suffocating quiet.
She sat across from him, completely silent, as if she had shut down.
Yuchi, meanwhile, drank tea repeatedly to hide his embarrassment, considering whether he should tell a joke at this point.
Until Song Yinghan suddenly spoke, "I have a question."
"Go ahead," Yuchi immediately replied.
"Where did the mask come from? This Familiar Copper Mask is real," Song Yinghan asked.
"The mask belongs to my nephew Yuchi," Yuchi answered.
"Then how did you know the code?" Song Yinghan asked.
"You were speaking quite loudly in the inn earlier. I didn’t know it was a code, I thought you were flirting with me," Yuchi replied.
Song Yinghan was visibly unsettled.
Her cheeks sank by exactly 2.333 degrees.
"Then why is your surname Song?" Song Yinghan asked quietly.
"Uh, I was born with it?"
Yuchi smiled wryly, it was just a coincidence that he picked a random name, who would’ve thought there would be a Song Yinghan.
"Then why are you so calm?"
"Because I thought you were my little fangirl."
As she was about to lose her temper, Yuchi explained earnestly:
"I never understood this mask very deeply. Seeing you were also wearing a mask, I thought you liked me."
"Just happened to have some free time today, so I thought I would walk around with you."
Song Yinghan fell silent.
Yuchi could see the base of her ears turning red; who knows how embarrassed she looked beneath the mask.
Yuchi said, "Yuchi once helped me. If he’s in trouble, I’m sure Song Bei would come to help."
"Didn’t expect the Celestial Capital Department people to come help too."
"That was unexpected."
But seriously, aren’t you guys a bit slow?
Truth be told, if it weren’t for my few tricks, by the time you came looking for me, the flowers would have wilted already.
The grass on the grave would be two meters high.
Yuchi ventured to say, "Miss Song, since I’m being honest here, can you show me your face?"
"No way!" Song Yinghan said angrily, genuinely upset.
"Instantly changed expression."
"Given that I’m not someone from your Celestial Capital Department, you immediately start growling at me."
"I’ve helped you investigate the matter regarding my nephew, there should be some credit for effort, right?" Yuchi smiled.
Song Yinghan’s mask aimed at Yuchi:
"At least you told me ahead of time!"
"Otherwise, if I figured it all out myself and found you deceiving me, you wouldn’t get away with it."
Wow, what a terrifying threat, I’m scared to death.
Yuchi raised his hands, "Sorry."
In this way, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she was reasonable, he also said, "Shall we head to the Celestial Capital Department first?"
He hadn’t finished speaking.
"For now, just consider me a member of the Celestial Capital Department, with you, that would work better."
"Of course, I won’t go around saying I’m from the Celestial Capital Department."
"Just don’t talk about me in front of others, you never know when something surprising might happen."
What Yuchi intended was quite simple.
If he and Song Yinghan were a team, he’d feel more at ease even if his true self showed up.
It’s like giving himself an exit strategy.
"Given all the clues you’ve provided, I won’t expose you."
"Let’s head to the Celestial Capital Department."
Then: "Pay for the tea yourself, I didn’t drink a drop."