Fate probably belongs in the same realm as ghosts, but Li Lianhua is being more than a little unfair if he really wants to blame Di Feisheng for following him this time. Or, truthfully, at least some of the other times as well. What are you supposed to call being fished up by a corpse matchmaker that just happened to be next on Li Lianhua's interrogation list? He's earned a little resignation but no more than that; Di Feisheng arrived here without straying from his course.

The noncommittal hum and immediate evasion aren't lost on him either, and he cuts his eyes at Li Lianhua without turning away from the sea. This is almost a hostage situation, apparently, so he will mind his vibes.

"You shouldn't be. Some questions take years to answer. What's a few days? I have time." Unlike you, he doesn't have to add, even if there's a cold and hurt temptation to do so. "My mistake was trusting you."