[Merits]

Yuan Chuanli's jaw loosened up, his fingers pressed against the wood on the table as the expression of slow disbelief was clearly shown on his face. The quick flash of frown on his face was apparent and was clear as day, however, no one was paying attention to his reactions, because nobody even bothered to point it out.

On the other hand, Yu Zhúlín had a rather tame reaction because he already expected Zhi Ruo's question. He was just waiting for Zhi Ruo's questions to stop. Until then, his attention was on the food Ravel had given and put on the table.

However, Yu Zhúlín felt that it was kinda hard to swallow the food when Ravel's gaze was piercing the back of his neck. Yu Zhúlín thinks it was because he was eating the food Ravel had prepared for Zhi Ruo, but that was just probably his imagination.

"How can the merit points be seen again? And how could it be used?" Zhi Ruo's voice drawled out, she adjusted her posture on her seat. Her back was now 'comfortably' ramrod straight.