In Bai Xi's estate, Lin Bai looked at the distant horizon. His long and narrow brows were slightly furrowed. His gaze was deep and calm, as if he was thinking about something.
The slightly stooped butler Elder Shi with snow-white hair on his temples stood quietly by the side without the slightest hint of impatience.
A few days ago.
When Lin Bai brought Bai Xi, who was covered in blood and had fallen into a coma, along with a large group of people whom he did not recognize, Elder Shi felt his heart thump.
He wondered if young master Bai Xi had been implicated by this man in front of him. After he found out Lin Bai's real name, he was filled with fear and wondered if he should "ask for help".
After a period of contact, Elder Shi understood the ins and outs of the matter and heaved a sigh of relief.