Bai Zixi directly said, "You're not allowed to go."
Mo Hua muttered softly, "I didn't say I was going to..."
Bai Zisheng frowned, "But if we don't go, how will we investigate that grey-clothed cultivator?"
"That's true..."
Mo Hua looked at Bai Zixi, and Bai Zisheng also looked at her.
The autumn-water-like shine in Bai Zixi's eyes flickered, "It's fine to go, but I must go with you."
Bai Zisheng quickly shook his head.
Mo Hua also said, "Junior Sister, it's not appropriate for you to go."
Bai Zixi said, "If you can go, I can go too. We'll just be invisible when we enter."
"This..."
Mo Hua hesitated, about to say something, but caught by Bai Zixi's crystal-clear gaze, she could only sigh.
"Alright..."
So, it came to pass that night, at 22 p.m.
As night fell and lanterns were hung, the bustling noise of carriages and horses filled Jinhua Street at its most lively.
Wrapped in cloaks, the three of them climbed to the opposite side of Hundred Flower Tower.
