"He's injured. Although it's been treated, I can still detect a subtle scent of blood," said Wu Yuekai.
Beisitian frowned, wondering what hidden schemes there might be, and questioned how Bei Jiale knew where Luo Xudong was.
She wasn't suspecting anything precisely; if there was something, it would have surfaced the first time. She was merely puzzled, worried it could be a planned trap by someone.
No one knew Bei Jiale's current intentions. She hadn't met Bei Jiale, so whether she was good or bad was unknown. She could not and didn't want to judge someone based on others' words.
Just like the old man said, what she could do now was to wait patiently for news.
But how could one calm their heart down?
"Did she visit her father?" Beisitian had to say something else to divert her attention.
Wu Yuekai shook his head, "The servants said she only paused on the gravel path for a moment, not even casting a second glance."
Beisitian was a bit surprised, yet it seemed anticipated.
