Liu Xianxian's heart missed a beat. She instinctively sniffed, not detecting any scent. Could Bai Ruozhu really smell something?
It's said that those who do nothing guilty fear no ghosts. Those who have done wrong are often stricken by guilt. Liu Xianxian's reaction was noticed by everyone, including Li Shunsheng, whose gaze sharpened when he looked at her.
Luckily, Liu Xianxian wasn't dumb, she quickly reacted and sniffed again, saying, "Are you talking about yourself? I seem to smell a metallic stench."
"There's nothing frightening about the smell of metals; anyone who has silver coins would have that. It's the things that we don't usually come across that we should be afraid of." Bai Ruozhu ended the conversation and walked straight into the room.
Lady Li was indeed feeling unwell, yet her condition wasn't so bad that she couldn't hear the discussions outside. She perked up her ears, listening to Bai Ruozhu's words, and seemed to realize something as she entered the room.
