Han Li, Liyue, Yue Li, and Li Yao got together in the dressing room alongside Hua Feilan—the marriage-handling woman, and sat in silence.
The candles on the side flickered, lighting Han Li's contemplative face cupped in his hand.
'What had changed? And how did Li Xingguang transform his appearance so well? Moreover, does he know something I missed? Why is he acting like the librarian when he has no need to?'
His mind was full of thoughts and ideas, but none seemed coherent enough to be the puzzle piece he was missing.
'I don't have to worry about it as long as it doesn't affect me.'
He cleared his mind off the questions and, with a sigh inside, looked at the woman in front of him.
"Miss Hua, thank you for the assistance throughout this event, and sorry for the trouble at the moment," he said with a short bow of his head.