Before the Old Madam had obtained the portrait, he had already sensed that the adversary's chances of misfortune outweighed their fortune. And by the time the Old Madam brought the portrait to him, he had practically confirmed in his heart that they, just like him, had been caught up with.
It was only because they hadn't seen the body and didn't know the adversary's name or surname that they still held onto a sliver of hope.
Manbao stopped, turned back to look at him, and after pursing her lips, she said, "I don't blame you."
Erji watched her with his mouth agape.
Manbao turned around and walked away. Bai Shan gave Erji a nod and left with her.
Erji lowered his head to wipe the tears from his face, while Bo'an pursed the corners of his mouth and turned to chase after them.
Daji frowned and was about to follow them out, but then he heard Bo'an already chasing after them, calling out, "Young Master—"
