A few days later.
The Li family.
Zhang Rongfang stood with his hands behind his back, looking up as the fallen leaves scattered overhead.
A cool breeze gently blew, winter had passed, and new leaves were already replacing the old.
"I'm sorry, ultimately I couldn't save your brother and sister in time."
He bowed his head, looking at the young girl who walked out of the room not far away.
The girl was dressed in plain white, with a white hairband binding her black hair, and there were faint traces of tears and swelling at the corners of her eyes.
It was Li Guanyue's youngest daughter, Li Huansha.
From the beginning, she had been wary of her father's actions. So when she was hurriedly taken onto the ship at night, she had already timely sent a message to Zhang Rongfang's subordinate.
Unfortunately...
"It's not your fault, they weren't blessed... too greedy..."
Li Huansha placed the tea tray on the stone table and gently poured tea for Zhang Rongfang.
