Jun Wu Xie had never really thought that the day would come when she learnt this pickpocket skill by sleight of hand from a certain someone would come in so handy!
The little black cat soundlessly slipped into Jun Wu Xie's shoulder, and couldn't help feeling there had been no other choice towards Jun Wu Xie's highly convenient acquisition of the key from Zi Jin.
Inside the Spirit Jade Palace, melodious music played like before, but the sounds of delighted laughs from yesterday were no longer heard but had been replaced by a soft sobbing, and several voices in hushed whispers.
Jun Wu Xie seeked out the sounds and slowly walked towards them. She then saw Zi Jin seated by the pond as she wiped at her tears. The little ladies bedside her were taking turns to speak, trying their best to comfort the little girl.
