The coach swung dramatically, losing two of the Nightpearls. Only one remained, cracked and barely shedding light; the coach was somewhat dim.
One could not see Xu Shulou's expression clearly.
In a calm voice, he said, "The killers sent by the Bai family are mostly dead. Don't linger here. Head north, her influence is weakest there."
Bai Rong shook his head, "I promised to see a patient."
"Can't you just...not go?"
Clearly he had to go.
Xu Shulou swallowed his angry words, powerless to vent his frustration.
He turned away, hoping to avoid gazes, but instead, met direct eye contact with a pair of pitch-black eyes.
Lu Jingzhi noticed a hint of mistiness in his eyes.
Oh, he's about to cry from anger.
"Are you two siblings?" she asked.
"No," Xu Shulou curtly responded, annoyance in his voice, "...but you could say we are."
Upon reaching Yongxing Town, Bai Rong had to accompany Wang Chuan to visit his sick mother.
