Li Piaoqing passed through three courtyards, and only then did she quietly exhale the breath she had been holding; the oppression this person gave her was even more severe than that of "Mr. Zhang" from Bi Xiao Tower.
"He... was he following us the whole time?" the girl whispered.
"I don't know." The black cat's verdant eyes remained fixed forward.
"..." It was the first time Li Piaoqing heard such an answer from the small cat.
On the way back, she didn't see anyone again, and the strongmen who had been unloading goods earlier were nowhere to be seen either. Li Piaoqing suddenly felt that her prying around the place wasn't unique; inside this mansion, there were more people doing things she didn't know about in places she couldn't see.
Lunchtime.
Yi Chengxin and Yi Nandai were still nowhere in sight, and a silent servant brought over the meal.