"Are you really going, Master?" Snowball asked after the silence had dragged on for several long minutes. Li Meirong slouched onto her bed, exhaling loudly as she did so; she no longer had to keep up pretenses, and she was glad for the moment to relax.
"I have to," she replied.
"Why must you go?"
"It's a little too complicated to explain easily…" she trailed off, seeming unsure of how to continue. "I have to find out if Mo Cheng is related to my past like I think he might be."
Her tone was strange, and the fox spirit's eyes narrowed suspiciously.
'What, exactly, does she mean by that?' he wondered, wary.
Bai Qingyue had sent spies to search into his wife's past outside the sect. He felt like he needed to know everything about Li Meirong, even the tiniest detail, and since she was not the type of person to eagerly share her history, he had no other choice than to take matters into his own hands.
