"Biggest secret?"
Hearing the man in white's words, Qiu Tu could not help but freeze for a moment.
He gave the man in white a strange look, then asked curiously, "Are there nude photos of Mo Li inside?"
Even with the man in white's composure and self-control, the expression on his face nearly slipped.
He gave Qiu Tu a deep look, then reminded him, "You really ought to watch your mouth."
But Qiu Tu only grinned, completely unconcerned.
He played dumb. "What trouble could that possibly cause?"
"Mo Li is just one of your maids. Are you really going to fall out with me over a maid?"
"Besides, didn't you move me into your space precisely because you wanted to talk to me alone?"
Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Lao Bai noncommittally lifted his teacup, lowered his head to take a sip, and then said, "Who told you this was my space?"
Qiu Tu: ??
Qiu Tu recalled the several times he had met Lao Bai in this palace.
If he remembered correctly, Mo Li had seemed to be present every time they met in this palace.
On the other hand, whenever he and Lao Bai met alone, it had always been in a room atop the tower.
Qiu Tu: ...
Was it too late to take back that joke?
Lao Bai truly seemed to possess a magical power. No matter what happened, no matter the identity or strength of the person before him, he could always keep the situation firmly under control without making anyone feel negatively toward him.
So, seeing Qiu Tu's awkward expression, he chuckled, set down his teacup, and said, "Of course, I never said this palace belonged to the person you have in mind."
After saying that, he looked around the vast white hall before him.