Qiao Nian was no longer in the living room.
After they entered, Tattoo Arm tactfully acted as the butler and made tea for the three of them.
This was Guan Yan's lair, to begin with.
She naturally sat down and slowly drank the tea.
Compared to her, Qin Si looked much more uncomfortable.
He walked around the house before realizing this was a living place. The furnishings were simple and nothing special.
He picked up a small lion statue casually placed on the shelf and turned to the woman. "I say, this place doesn't look like a headquarters at all."
"Then what do you want the headquarters to look like? Isn't headquarters where people like us stay? We also have to eat and sleep. Instead of a flashy building, why not this? Everyone can live comfortably. What's wrong with that?"
Qin Si couldn't refute her twisted logic. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the girl coming down from the room upstairs.
