Small Talk
"We know the news from the weishi who came here last night," the red-haired woman sitting on the throne uttered, her demeanor seemingly calm and undisturbed. "But we still don't know her true intention behind that kindness. At least for now, we can resume the distribution of blueberries."
Renxian remained silent, unable to protest the skepticism that clung to Kirisu. He could not blame her because, after all, the blue-haired woman was a Yaomo who had proven to have killed many victims. Saving the village once would not easily change their views.
"Are you sure leaving her alone there won't cause trouble?" Yuxin supported her head by leaning on her right hand.
"Yes, she's been taken care of," the cerulean glance was directed at the woman in front of him, the two high officials were beside her.