At noon the next day, Bai Wenjing heard the latest news about the White Lotus from du wenluo.
The moment du Wenle returned from the town, he was already at her doorstep, rambling on and on.
wenjin, you don't know this. When I went to ask around, the officer told me that the White Lotus died of illness on the way to the border with them.
"He died of illness?" Bai Wenjing furrowed her brows. She couldn't believe that the White Lotus would die so easily on the road.
Du wenluo nodded and patted his chest. he's really dead. I'm not lying to you. I'm telling you, when I heard the news in town, I went out to get a pot of wine. I drank with the chauffeurs and told them about this in detail.
Du wenluo's eyes were shining with pride as he spoke, as if he was the only light in the world.
Bai Wenjing nodded. Oh, so what if he's dead? " she said, " if he really makes it to the border, he'd rather die.
