"Then I owe Cousin a favor," Jueqing said, feeling as if a weight had instantly been lifted from his heart upon hearing his cousin's words.
"Hehehe, Cousin is being too formal with me," Feng Xuxu chuckled with her lips pursed.
"Alright, you should rest now; I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow to enter the palace," he said, realizing it was getting late and it wasn't appropriate for him to stay much longer, so he stood up to bid his cousin farewell.
"Mmm, take care, Cousin," she watched as her cousin disappeared into the night, then turned to go back to her bedroom, took a hot bath, and finally lay down on the bed, drifting off to sleep.
No sooner had Dugu Chen arrived outside Feng Xuxu's room than he was stopped by an assassin who watched him intently.
"Who are you?" Dugu Chen hadn't expected such a skilled expert to be close to Feng Xuxu, as he hadn't sensed the other's presence at all.
The assassin continued to stare at Dugu Chen without a word.
