“No need to hurry.” Ouyang Feilong waved. He jumped down from his horse, seeming calmer than when they had first arrived. That meant Ouyang Feilong had seen through the situation and had formed a plan already.
Bai Yu sighed to herself. It was a good thing it ended this way.
Less than one shichen later, three large tents were set up by the soldiers on the city wall. Ouyang Feilong went inside to rest without a trace of dissatisfaction. He even told Ouyang Yongxian that he would help investigate the plague in the surrounding towns. The nephew faked a smile and left without walking one step outside the wall.
Luckily, Bai Yu was still covering her face with black cloth; otherwise, he would rush in and try to take her, especially at a time like this.
“Brother is still safe. But Shifu… Benwang is unsure.”
Bai Yu poured tea for the man who was playing chess with her brother, as graceful as ever as if what she heard was only a discussion about the weather.