Yesterday, when Secretary Jin sang this song on stage, her Cantonese was standard and her singing professional, yet the boy didn't like it much.
The current Secretary Jin, although her Cantonese is not standard, sings as naturally as water flowing into a well-dug channel after a sluice opens.
Singing is indeed magical; one can recognize it even when masked or in disguise.
When Secretary Jin's hands rested on his shoulders previously, a familiar feeling told Li Zhiyuan who she really was.
Likewise, it is likely the real orchestrator of last night's terrifying and bloody scene is none other than the entity beneath Ding Dalin's disguise.
It, indeed, holds the real power here.
This means that his own crisis here is not over because Little Huang Ying, being by its side, holds only a secondary position.
The creatures, the water monkeys, that were unearthed... must be it.
