"Was that Yang Qing?" Ma Yuan confusedly asked his daughter.
"It looked like him," she answered.
They both quizzically looked toward the courtyard where they had seen a blurry figure disappear into.
"Maybe he was struck with a sudden burst of enlightenment, hence the hurry. Let's go Ling'er, we don't want to keep Miss Tan Jue waiting for long.."
"Mmh.."
As they were leaving, Ma Yuan couldn't help but throw one last look at the courtyard, bewilderment still evident in his eyes before finally sighing as he left with his daughters.
