"Keep up." Huo Yunjiao said, her voice tinged with amusement. She walked slowly towards the staircase.
Qin Ruan followed, trailing behind the perfectly slender silhouette.
Thinking about spending time alone in the same room, just like that night at the Imperial Court Hotel, her heart rate suddenly quickened.
She wasn't nervous per se, something just didn't feel right.
And an indescribable feeling crept up from the bottom of her heart.
"Third Master—"
Just as they reached the staircase, Huo Chuan entered the hall.
Huo Yunjiao halted her steps, turned around, and watched him, waiting for him to speak.
Huo Chuan respectfully reported, "Young Master Josh is here, and he's been fighting again."
As this information was relayed, Qin Ruan distinctively heard a scoff beside her.
She looked up to see the man next to her frowning, his face serious, thin lips curling with a cold intent.
He was generally calm with a gentle demeanor, conducting himself with the grace of a gentleman.
