Old Scar

With a guilty look, Lihua glanced around, and Kong Xiuwen gave him a stern look before turning and walking away in anger.

"Did he hear us?" Lihua whispered softly.

Tang Aibai shrugged.

He definitely heard it, but given Kong Xiuwen's serious demeanor and his usual leniency towards minors, even if he heard, he probably wouldn't say anything. Walking away without a word was probably the extent of his expression of anger.

"Don't mind him," Tang Aibai said, putting his arm around Lihua's shoulder and leading him towards the cafeteria. His voice was equally subdued, with a hint of nostalgia. "He wasn't like this before. If it weren't for six years ago—"

Tang Aibai paused, seeming hesitant about whether to continue. Lihua scratched his ear and sensed the underlying turmoil in Tang Aibai's calm tone, so he didn't press.

He didn't ask, but Tang Aibai seemed willing to continue: "Back then, I was still in the Northern Palace team, assisting the

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