The silver-haired girl squatted there, holding up the jade plaque.
Then stared——
Observing the various ugly expressions, her eyes sweeping over all aspects of vigilance, she collected them all.
The girl, devoid of emotional fluctuations, was like a deity in the heavens, overlooking the myriad emotions of this chaotic world, love and hate intertwined, her eyes indifferent and distant, unlike a guest of this world.
When the time was about right, the silver-haired girl began to leave, taking small steps.
Only as she left, her gaze glanced towards the table topped with a platter of pastries, for reasons unknown, her gaze lingered for a moment, then she continued to follow the little servant delivering things out, retrieved her small package nearby.
After considering, seeing someone hitch a carriage, the girl borrowed it.
With difficulty, she returned to the courtyard, undid the mystical skills, looking at the multitude of things.
