Qinghe's departure left Bai Xian feeling deeply uneasy.
He believed Qinghe was a man of great ambition, and there must be reasons behind his actions.
Though their confrontations were few and far between, to Bai Xian, Qinghe appeared as an old fox! Therefore, unless he learned something, unless he sensed the winds of change, how could Qinghe leave so decisively, so cleanly?
Furthermore, if this was Qinghe's game of catch and release, it would be too unreasonable. If Qinghe wanted to leave, then why wait until now?
In short, Bai Xian pondered many things. He deliberated for a long time, then simmered a pot of chicken soup and personally fed it to the drunken Eighth Princess. Afterwards, he packed his belongings in haste and quickly left the Zhu Family Main House...
This place was not suitable for a prolonged stay, and he decided to trust his instincts!
The next day at dawn.
A panicked scream echoed through the Zhu Family Main House!
