Su Muyao finished drawing and looked at Yun Qinglan, "Do you recognize them?"
Yun Qinglan's gaze was cold and composed, "I do recognize a few. This is Steward Shi, a first-class steward of the Inner City. This is one of the Thirteen Elders, and this is Leng Feng, the vice-captain of the Guard Team specifically tasked with protecting me..."
Yun Qinglan pointed out several people he recognized one by one.
Su Muyao's expression also grew serious, "They... they all want to harm you?"
"Weren't all the Xuanyuan Clan's spies previously exposed and dealt with?"
"Moreover, isn't the Xuanyuan Clan supposed to value you a lot? Why are there still such people who want your life and intend to ruin your reputation?"
At this moment, Su Muyao's voice was cold and her expression was stern and grave.
If it really was a dream warning, Su Muyao felt fortunate for such a warning to prevent danger in advance.
