Hua couldn't help questioning her life.
There were more than a dozen drawers in the room, and of all the ones she could have opened, she had picked the one containing the lucky money.
What kind of luck was that?!
She looked around, her gaze settling on a particular spot.
The five accessories he wore most often lay neatly arranged there. Supposedly, they had been gifts from his former subordinates.
He hadn't taken anything with him when he left.
He seemed to have everything, yet also nothing at all.
Hua took several deep breaths before she barely managed to ease the ache in her heart.
She carefully put the accessories into a drawer, taking only three things from the room.
The Jade Abacus, "Fenghuang Down," and the bow he had left for the "Reignbow Arbiter."
Hua stepped into the corridor and faintly heard things being smashed in the distance. She hurried to the Front Hall, where shattered pieces of a tea set littered the floor.
Daiyang, whom the Aeon had knocked unconscious earlier, had woken up.
She sat where she had been, saying nothing, her face expressionless as tears silently fell.
Even in the midst of an emotional breakdown, the longest-serving former Luofu General retained a soldier's keen senses. She quickly heard Hua's deliberately light footsteps and jerked her head up.
Lan opened his mouth, then hesitated.
Guan Liang stepped forward, shielding the Aeon and Hua behind him.
He couldn't be sure what drastic action his colleague might take.
In Daiyang's eyes, Hua might be the person taking the Marshal's place.
Guan Liang didn't know whether she would take her anger out on Hua, but he knew that if the Marshal were still here, he would never want to see them turn against each other.
He stepped forward of his