Gu Yao Courtyard.
Uncle Feng arrived at the courtyard and stood in front of the stone bridge. He looked at the neatly folded old clothes beneath his feet and was puzzled.
"Master, he's already gone."
Uncle Feng did not advance and merely stood on the stone bridge, bowing.
"Yeah."
Ji Yaoxue replied absent-mindedly.
"These clothes…"
Uncle Feng probed.
"Throw them away."
Ji Yaoxue returned to her previous cold demeanor and said indifferently.
"Yes."
Uncle Feng picked up the old clothes and was about to turn and leave.
"Hold on!"
Just as Uncle Feng was about to leave, Ji Yaoxue stopped him and said softly, "Just leave them there."
When Uncle Feng heard that, he sighed internally and placed the old clothes back where they were.
"I had no intention of meeting him in the first place."
