He got the address from her; it was a murder mystery LARP shop. He opened the navigation app and started the car.
"Haven't murder mystery games lost their popularity? You guys still play this stuff?" Sun Dasheng asked as he drove.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Yang Xintian couldn't stay still. She took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the seat. Hearing his question, the corner of her mouth twitched.
"You think I want to go? I got sick of this two years ago, but that damned Xiao Shao said, 'This is what we're playing. Take it or leave it.'"
"Oh, his sister likes this stuff?" Sun Dasheng guessed, but he was obviously wrong.
"You really think he's some kind of doting brother?" Speaking of Xiang Zixuan's brother, Yang Xintian's expression filled with disdain. "It's just a task his family gave him. If anything happened to Zi Xuan while she's out, their parents would tear him to shreds when he got home."
"Oh!" Sun Dasheng uttered simply.
