"Why didn't you invite him in?"
"Brother Gu said he only had a few questions to ask."
Everyone exchanged glances. Zhang Junxue put down his pen and tentatively asked, "Then...should I step out?"
"Fine! Take your time to think."
Zhang Junxue strode out of the room, only to realize how cozy it had been inside the moment she stepped into the courtyard. Within just a few steps, the cold chill was about to penetrate her body. Yet, her heart was still warm, especially when she saw this familiar one-armed face.
Even though Pei Ye and Li Piaoqing were not present, the sight of older brother Gu brought much joy to her.
"What's up, older brother Gu?" Zhang Junxue asked, her face still aglow with cheerfulness. Her eyes sparkled, already preparing to invite him in to show him the newly forged short blade and the beautiful red silk bearing her name.
"Is Zhang Wenqian here?" the man asked bluntly.
Zhang Wenqian was indeed the head of the Zhang family.