In the long pavilion at the entrance of the hunting ground, Lu Tong's expression grew cold as he watched Qi Yutai among the mounted party.
Qi Yutai had also come.
Mounted on a tall and splendid red horse, dressed in a richly embroidered royal blue riding outfit, he appeared amiable and tranquil, smiling and joking with familiar young masters from other families, looking quite the dashing figure.
Lu Tong sneered inwardly.
Qi Yutai, at risk of epileptic fits, ought to avoid overly stimulating activities; a hunting ground such as this was supposed to be avoided, yet he had chosen to come of his own accord.
Truly courting death.
She gripped the strap of her medical box tightly.
The woods and rocks were dense; it was common for accidents to happen in such places. Before leaving, she had filled her medical box with many vials of poison, thinking if she could kill him here...
Her thoughts fluttered, and as her gaze fell on the scene ahead, she couldn't help but frown.
