Xue Qiu was nibbling on the chicken strips inside the fried chicken leg, still finding leisure to lift its head and squeak, "Ancestral Master, that Fourth Young Master of the Duan Family seems to be coming over to find you."
Bai Chuwei was biting into the fried chicken leg in small nibbles, the extreme greasiness hitting her palate immediately; she really couldn't understand Xue Qiu's taste. She didn't lift her head and casually said, "He's coming over? He can't see me anyway, no big deal."
The Ancestral Master was quite confident; the spell she cast with a flick of her hand made her invisible to everyone at the banquet. Just look at Duan Xingye, who came back three or four times without seeing her.
Duan Feihan was no different.
The man's footsteps approached from afar, bringing with them the spiritual energy she liked, his tall figure casting shadows as he stopped in front of her, Bai Chuwei feigned ignorance and continued leisurely nibbling her fried chicken leg.
