Qhianqhian was also getting a bit anxious. Even though her encounter with Hua Nianyi was fleeting, she genuinely liked her and didn't want to watch her step into the mire.
Early the next morning, she took Yan and left, leaving Huangfu Yihui watching over Xiao Bai. With Haan Yun around, Xiao Bai didn't pay much attention to their departure.
Even if he could be disregarded, there were so many people here; it was obvious the two had something going on.
But upon arriving at the General's Mansion, she saw the mansion's gates wide open and everything, from the plaque to the guards, dressed in mourning attire.
She instinctively looked at herself, wearing a dress of white with ink motifs, which, although fresh and elegant, was quite appropriate for such an occasion.
Yan, because he had to match Qhianqhian, had long since changed into a dark robe with mysterious patterns, playing the role of a refined gentleman, which inadvertently suited the current situation.
