His call was a soft, low murmur, tinged with indescribable emotion.He looked like a wronged puppy who had finally met his owner. Just hearing it made your heart ache. An Xuetang felt so much pity that...Bai Han frowned, naturally wouldn't respond to Han Yun's words. The most urgent task was to find Bai Feng.

So he shifted his gaze from the corpse on the bed to Han Yun, sword raised in his hand, "Today's affairs, your Qingyun Pavilion should not have interfered."

There's no right or wrong here. As everyone knows, the Qingyun Pavilion only sells information; they don't get involved in martial disputes and keep a distance from officials of the imperial court.

He admired Mo Yunjing's character, but he wouldn't get too involved in Mo Yunjing's affairs before being rescued by An Xuetang.

Yet, he couldn't ignore the affairs of Beijang王府, for An Xuetang had personally pulled him back from the gates of hell.

Read novelsession shifted slightly, but he didn't intend to respond to An Xuetang's words. Instead, he looked at Mo Yunjing and said in a somewhat commanding tone, "A-Jing, it's getting late, you should quickly...