138. The Transaction
Late at night, Ye Li strolled along a winding corridor, looking up at the nearly full silver moon and frowning slightly. The next full moon is approaching, yet there's still no news from Mo Xiuyao, who ventured to Beirong. This situation makes me unbearably anxious. And then there's the current state of affairs: Marquis South has clearly stated his unwillingness to manage things, and for the first time in my life, I am commanding hundreds of thousands of soldiers. The confidence and calmness I project don't truly reflect my inner turmoil. Xiuyao... where are you now...
"Who's there?! Come out!" In the moonlight, Ye Li suddenly snapped out of her reverie, her hand shooting out to point towards the end of the corridor behind her.
After a moment, a tall figure emerged from around the corner. Ye Li was momentarily stunned. Her elegant eyebrows rose, and her cool eyes narrowed slightly. "Heir Mu, what are you doing here so late?"
