Drip, drip, drip!
The phone rang.
Zhao Zhibing glanced at the caller ID, and her expression suddenly took on a subtle change.
"Hello? Xia Huilan?"
"It's me. I want to ask, why hasn't Little Wu returned yet?"
"... We are discussing strategies."
"Strategies? Where are you? I'll be right there."
"We are at the royal palace; I'll get you a pass right away."
"I'll fly over."
Seven to eight minutes later.
Xia Huilan appeared in the midst of the grand hall.
Compared to usual, her expression was much more serious, and she exuded an aura of untouchability.
Xia Ni stood beside her with a smile.
Li Kunlun glanced at her and then quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact.
The others seemed oblivious to it all.
"What exactly is the situation with Little Wu?" Xia Huilan asked.
Zhao Zhibing then explained the situation.
"So it was to save you, huh," Xia Huilan said coldly, "That's not very good, trapping himself in the process. If he dies, it wouldn't have been worth it."
