Yun Qingrong and Lu Qingfeng stayed with the rest of the Yun family and even had dinner with them. From the corner of his eye, Lu Qingfeng could see that his Aunty Qing was quite apprehensive about her talk with her brothers later. If the old general could sense her worries, the old man didn't show any indication that he knew of it.
When the time came for Yun Qingrong to leave and have a word with her brothers, Lu Qingfeng rose to his feet, intending to accompany her, but the woman held his wrist to stop him. She shook his head and smiled at him.
"It's okay, Xiao Feng. You have done enough for this old woman. Let me take it from here." She told him.
"If you are sure, Aunty…"
Worry flashed on Lu Qingfeng's face as he looked at her. Would she really be fine on her own? He wondered.
"I'm sure. The worst thing has already happened anyway, but thank you, XIao Feng. Knowing that you are here is enough to help me." She assured him.
