Bai Chuwei paused slightly, internally cursing the trouble, and quickened her pace without looking back, heading toward the banquet's entrance.
Still sprawled in the dark corner on the plate, Xue Qiu: "???"
Ahhh!
Ancestral spirit, why didn't you take me with you? Could it be that you think Ball Ball ate too much? QAQ
Xue Qiu felt aggrieved and resolutely hoisted a fried chicken leg, longer than its own body, onto its back, leaped down from the bench, and dashed quickly towards Bai Chuwei: 'Ancestral spirit, wait for your most beloved Xue Qiu!'
"Xiuqi! What are you doing?" Tong Yunrou's face turned pale as she watched Duan Xiuqi swiftly descend from the upstairs and run through the crowd towards that white figure.
A sense of foreboding rose again in her heart...
Duan Xiuqi's gaze was fixed on that figure, and the second he was about to approach Bai Chuwei, a tall, dark figure blocked between them.
