The man in a black robe stood by the window, a cigarette lit in his hand, the curling smoke obscuring his face.
His young master had been smoking more and more frequently lately...
The Butler thought to himself.
"No need." Mo Hexuan said indifferently, "The things I asked you to prepare—are they ready?"
"Yes, they're ready." The Butler nodded in agreement.
"Bring them here."
Mo Hexuan ordered.
"Yes. I'll go get them now."
The Butler turned and left the room.
Mo Hexuan stood silently by the window, watching the two people in the courtyard below.
He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes narrowing bit by bit, as though hiding a beast within, now baring its claws and teeth, ready to emerge and strike.
Originally, he hadn't intended for things to go this far.
He had thought Qin Youxue would stay in the country to continue her studies.
He didn't care which city she lived in, yet he hadn't expected her to plan an escape across borders.
Settling in France? With Jian Yang?
