Lin Dong, somewhat apprehensive, returned to the courtyard of the War Department where Bai Jue was located. He thought that the courtyard would be in chaos.
After all, three women make a drama, let alone now, with five women gathered.
However, when he crossed the threshold, the sight before him couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief, his lips unconsciously curling upwards.
Beside the stone table in the small courtyard, Qin Yitian, Bai Jue, Li Qingcheng, and Tang Mu sat around in a circle, immersed in the joy and laughter of mahjong, the atmosphere exceptionally harmonious, as if the air was filled with a rare sense of ease and comfort.
The crisp sound of mahjong tiles colliding, mixed with their occasional laughter and banter, composed a warm scene.
"It seems Yitian has integrated with them." Lin Dong's smile was like AK, completely unstoppable.
He didn't disturb this tranquility, just stood quietly on the side, smiling as he watched them play cards.
