"The banquet has ended," Li Chenyang said as he sat beside Xueyue.
They remained seated on the small patch of grass that was between the bridge and the gazebo. They had the perfect view of the banquet, but the people there wouldn't be able to notice them due to the lack of light.
"Once Mother and Father notice we're both gone for a while, they'll come and find us here," Li Chenyang explained.
He could already picture their mother's panic state. Amidst her rambling, their father would remain calm and collected.
Li Xueyue slowly nodded. She couldn't bring herself to speak about what had happened. She didn't mean to cry in his arms.
Li Xueyue didn't even think she would be so shaken up. Chenyang had brought out all of her emotions—especially the bottled up ones.
She felt no remorse for killing Duke Li Taojun, nor did she feel sympathy.
"I don't regret it," she suddenly said.
