Outside the main city.
Li Xiaobai walked on air, striding forth with the speed of a meteor.
His mind kept replaying the conversation he'd just had with Chen Yuanyuan, and a sense of dissonance subtly emerged in his heart, feeling that something was amiss.
The woman had treated her own husband as if he were a stranger, decapitating him without even a twitch of her brow, and in the subsequent address, she did not even call by name. How could someone so ruthless and decisive converse with him so calmly?
Yet if he were to say he had been fooled, Li Xiaobai couldn't pinpoint what exactly was off, for every word the woman said seemed to consider the stance of the common people, without fault, which was precisely why he had agreed to her request.