Patrol Office.
"My Lord, are you finished?" Xie Xiaojiu heard footsteps, and when she looked up, she saw Jiang Ning walking in from the courtyard. She hurriedly rose from beside the charcoal fire.
The weather was now Major Cold, and outside, goose-feather snow was still drifting down.
She had only just stepped into the level of Seventh Rank, and she was completely unable to keep out heat and cold.
On top of that, as a martial artist, she did not wear much—only two layers inside and out.
In weather of ten or twenty degrees below zero, she naturally feared the cold too.
"Still here!" Jiang Ning looked at Xie Xiaojiu crouching beside the charcoal fire in her thin dress, and suddenly felt she seemed a little pitiful, giving off an inexplicable melancholy.
Hearing this, Xie Xiaojiu then nodded. "My Lord just told me to wait for you inside the room, so I have been here waiting for you all along."
"If I did not return for a whole day, would you just wait here for a whole day too?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I would wait a whole day!" Xie Xiaojiu nodded calmly.
Jiang Ning was slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head.
Afterward, he spoke again. "How is the Xie Family now?"
"Thanks to My Lord's magnanimity, the Xie Family has now set things right and restored order, and can be considered to have stepped onto the proper track!" Xie Xiaojiu's expression was somewhat emotional.
These days, no one understood everything the Xie Family had done more clearly than she did.
During these days, Xie Zhengtian had also been full of decisiveness, not compromising because of other pressures, and had always persisted in his previous approach.
This also made her view this cheap father of hers somewhat differently.
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