Luo Wanxiang stared at Shen Yinning and Luo Xibai as if she'd seen ghosts, then bolted away like a flash.
Luo Xibai said seriously, "Sister, what shall we do next?"
"Wait." Shen Yinning gazed toward Ciyin Temple. "Wait for the commotion in the Capital, wait for the attitude of the one on the dragon throne. However, if I'm not mistaken, that person is still counting on the Jiangnan factions to support Lu Zhengliu's ascension to the throne. So even if he knows we've imprisoned Lu Ying, he won't act against the Luo Family. On the contrary, he'd gladly see it happen. Brother, I have an immodest request."
"Sister, speak freely."
"If Lu Ying and Lu Qianqian fail to return to the Capital, that person is certain to send someone south to investigate for appearances' sake. If the ones sent are Shen Xinghan and Shen Yunxi, I'd like to request that Brother leave them to me to handle."
Luo Xibai understood the depth of her hatred and solemnly nodded, "I will do as you wish."
