Tianbei City, Han Clan's backyard.
The lingering rays of the setting sun dyed the entire courtyard a warm red, yet there was not the slightest bit of twilight leisure in the backyard.
Han Yue wore a long silver dress, standing quietly on the bluestone steps with her skirt swaying gently in the breeze.
Though she tried her utmost to maintain the composure on her face, the hands crossed in front of her were constantly tightening her sleeves.
Xiao Yi Xian wore a light purple long dress, leaning against the old locust tree in the courtyard, her slender fingers subconsciously toying with the sachet at her waist.
Qing Lin had changed into a jade-green short shirt, sitting obediently on a stone stool with her jade-green pupils staring fixedly at midair where there was no movement around them.
Han Xue paced back and forth in the courtyard, her steps hurried and swift, the soles of her shoes making a faint, crisp sound as they trod upon the fallen leaves.
"Elder sister, Brother-in-law has been gone for so long, why is there still no movement?"
Han Xue stopped in her tracks, turning to look at Han Yue with a tone full of anxiety.
Han Yue glanced at her younger sister and spoke softly:
"Lu Heng always does things with a sense of proportion; without absolute certainty, he would not take the initiative to storm the Ice River Valley mountain gate."
Though she said this, Han Yue's heart was similarly in turmoil.
Xiao Yi Xian walked over from the side, her voice carrying self-blame.
"It is all my fault. If I had not failed to suppress the Woe Poison Physique and drawn attention at the Heavenly Mountain Blood Pool, the people of the Ice River Valley would not have followed the clue to find