King Canglan's Mansion.
In the grand, imposing front hall.
Guibao and Moxiong stood on either side as Guibao recounted the rumors circulating in Heaven Dou City.
Bai Wanwan sat in the seat of honor on the right, holding a bowl of sweet white fungus soup. As she stirred it with her spoon, a thoughtful look flickered in her eyes, as though she were working something out.
In the seat of honor on the left, Qian Renxue rested her head on one hand. Her gaze seemed glued to Bai Wanwan, never straying for even a moment, though a pensive gleam occasionally crossed her eyes. There was no telling what she was thinking.
"Young Master, Young Lady, that's more or less what happened."
After finishing his account, Guibao looked at the two women, who showed no reaction, and found it rather strange.
"Young Master? Young Lady?"
Guibao called to them softly once more.
"Huh?"
"Oh, that matter. Wanwan, what do you think?"
Qian Renxue was the first to come back to her senses. After a discreet glance at Guibao before her, she gently passed the question to Bai Wanwan.
She had been so absorbed in her thoughts that she hadn't heard a word Guibao said.
"Hmm?"
"What do you think?"
"I'm thinking while sitting here. It was expected, anyway."
Bai Wanwan took a sip of her soup, her expression perfectly calm.
Meanwhile, she tried to recall what Guibao had just said.
Something about rumors going around, I think.
It doesn't seem very important. Probably nothing to worry about.
"Yes, it was expected. No need to worry about it."
Qian Renxue nodded in agreement.
She shared Bai Wanwan's opinion. Although she hadn't heard what Guibao had said, it probably wasn't very important.
Though Guibao found this somewhat odd, he asked no further questions