The sky was already lit as Ah Jiu and his group prepared to leave by carriage. Some had been waiting at various points to gather, otherwise it would be surprising if they all traveled with Ah Jiu without drawing attention.
Standing in front of the carriage, Ah Jiu looked toward the mansion's gate. This place had already been transferred under Wufu's name.
Unsurprisingly, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps rushing from inside, and a slight smile appeared on his face.
"Made it." Wufu came running out.
Ah Jiu frowned as he looked at her reddened eyes, "What, did you not sleep all night?"
Wufu dismissively waved her hand and stuffed a box into his hands.
Raising an eyebrow, Ah Jiu looked at the sandalwood box in his hand. Upon opening it, he found pure white snow brocade, with a Purple Jade Hairpin lying atop it, its hue exquisite.
"What's this?" Ah Jiu picked up the hairpin, recognizing it as the one Wufu often held and carved.
