The banyan tree's omen planted a sense of urgency in everyone's hearts, and Zhao Douan, along with the Old Heavenly Master, quickly finalized the arrangements for the upcoming operation.
Next morning, at dawn.
In the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Douan opened the door to the bedroom, walked along the corridor, and arrived at the dining room, where the women of the household were already waiting at the table.
The breakfast was plentiful, yet Zhao Douan seemed somewhat distracted.
You Jinhua held her bowl, eating slowly, her bright eyes occasionally glancing at her stepson, wanting to speak but stopping herself.
Zhao Pan looked wordlessly at this scene, and the young girl spoke first to break the silence:
"Elder Brother, Mother has something to ask you."
"Hm?" Zhao Douan looked up, gazed at his stepmother, and asked curiously, "What is it?"
You Jinhua cast a reproachful glance at her daughter, then hesitated, waving her hand shyly:
"It's nothing, really nothing, just..."
