No one even dared to make a sound, no side gossip was heard, and no child dared to cry. The serenity of the inn was preserved, up until Ruolan stepped outside to make the announcement.
In wait, all the soldiers stood with straightened backs, the maids held the children to their sides and waited to eagerly hear what news would come about. Watching from a corner of the room, Kuángrén and his companion were also waiting, the mental nibbling on some apples freshly peeled.
"Tell us, what is the result?" Pangling asked on everyone's behalf, she shook her head, as tears fell from the wells of her eyes.
"The young master is…" she sniffled raising the tension in the room. The women were already on the verge of crying, whilst the men all wore grim expressions on their faces.
Kuángrén's companion pursued her lips, "Could this Yu Xiaoguang not deliver? Maybe I should've let Kuángrén perform just this one operation." Guilt crept in her heart.
