Lan Yu followed Sheng Yang back to his house. He was at a loss, not knowing what Teacher Sheng was going to do.
Inside, Lan Ran was leaning against the table and painting. He was very quiet. His face was still as bright as the moonlight. He sensed that someone had entered, but he did not even bat an eyelid. He seemed to have expected it.
Seeing him like this, Sheng Yang immediately understood. It seemed that he was prepared to tell Lan Yu everything.
"Lan Ran, are you going to tell him, or should I?" Sheng Yang's eyes were calm.
Lan Yu looked at Miss Sheng in confusion, then at his brother.
There seemed to be a secret between them that he did not know.
Lan Ran suddenly put away his brush and stood up. He sighed softly. "Let me tell him."
He looked at Lan Yu with a burning gaze. "I'm one of the Four Gods."
"What?" Lan Yu's school bag fell to the floor with a dull thud. He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
