Huo Yunjiao had just finished putting shoes on Qin Ruan, still in a bending posture.
His eyes slightly dropped, concealing the trace of heartache and pity at the bottom.
Qin Ruan, sensing the concern, grasped his hand and pulled him up, "I'm fine."
She was just not used to it, having not worn high heels for a long time, but she would get used to it eventually.
Huo Yunjiao sat beside Qin Ruan, his thumb gently rubbing the back of her hand, telling her about the Yan Family's daughter being missing for thirty years and the purpose of the Yan Family's return to Northern England.
In the end, he asked her, "What do you think about the Yan Family?"
Qin Ruan's expression remained calm as she shook her head, "I don't have much of an opinion. The Yan Family's matters are related to the local Nobles in Northern England and the Black Feather Sect. My second uncle had a female golem by his side, which I have already dealt with. As for my grandfather's health, I am powerless."