"What are you trying to do?"
Yingyu stared at Chu Baihan and Ruolan, on guard.
"Relax, we won't do anything to your master."
Chu Baihan lowered her head, smoothing out the wrinkles in her sleeve cuff before speaking indifferently.
"Master... master? What is the gentleman talking about? I don't quite understand," Yingyu's eyes flickered with a hint of panic, and she quickly denied it.
"You don't understand? It seems that I need to speak more plainly. Many years ago, Nan Zhou returned to Xuwang Residence. On the same day, Yichun Building welcomed a young woman who claimed she was orphaned, with nowhere to turn, and thus willing to stay here, and she did for many years..."
"You've been investigating me, who exactly are you?" Yingyu's gaze grew more wary.
