Before Ming Hui could prepare herself, Qian Mo woke up. She hurriedly said, "Go ahead and eat. I'll check on her and be right back."
"No, I'll go with you."
Only Wei Junlan, who had no stake in the matter, stayed behind. He shoveled another mouthful of food into his mouth, his expression conflicted, and muttered, "Something's off about this atmosphere."
"There's definitely something wrong." He was still the young master of the Blood Baleful Alliance, after all. Weak as he was, he still had his wits about him.
Eager to watch the drama unfold, Wei Junlan wolfed down his food and hurried back to the guest room, studying everyone inside.
Qian Mo was still somewhat bewildered when she heard the footsteps. Only when she saw Qian Wanyu in the room did her eyes light up with excitement. Her lips moved slightly. "Young miss."