A few seconds later, Feng Xiyan dazedly said, "... Alright…"
Hearing the answer she wanted, Bai Hanyun's eyes lit up. She hugged his arm and said happily, "Thank you, Feng Xiyan."
Then she let go of him, stood up, and ran back to her room to pack.
Watching her leave so abruptly, Feng Xiyan came back to his senses. He pressed his lips together and fell into silence.
[Master, she tossed you aside after using you.]
The Yin Mirror's soft, mocking voice echoed in his mind.
Already in a bad mood, Feng Xiyan's expression darkened when he heard that.
While Bai Hanyun was busy packing her belongings into her Qiankun Pouch, Feng Xiyan ordered the maidservants to clean the table. By the time she returned, the dirty dishes were already gone, replaced with a new pot of tea.
Looking at her smiling face, Feng Xiyan sighed helplessly and said with a faint smile, "Miss Bai, I still need to visit Military Advisor Tuluo to discuss our war strategy. I might be busy for the next two days."
