บท 177: Story of the Past (4)

In the dead of night, the General's Mansion turned eerily quiet and dark, unlike the hustle and bustle of activities in the day. The door of the main courtyard slowly opened, and two small figures tiptoed from behind the door and quietly closed it.

The air was freezing cold outside. The two girls slightly shivered despite being wrapped in a thick furry jacket.

The lamp hanging on the wall shone on the path they trod dimly, while at the same time revealing the expressions worn by the two girls, which were vastly different. Jeanne, who was leading in the front, looked slightly nervous but mostly excited, while Mo Qingshui hugged the bag in her arms tightly while looking left and right from time and time, fear and anxiety could be seen in her eyes.