Bai Yaoyu heard that Feng Fuce was looking for him.
Yet he wasn't afraid at all.
He had the courage of someone unafraid to face death.
He strode briskly, furrowing his brows as he headed toward the back courtyard.
The gate servant jogged beside him, reminding him, "Whatever happens, please stay calm, Young Master."
"I have already sent someone to find the Prince. The Prince previously instructed, under no circumstances should there be any conflict with Marquis Wan."
Perhaps annoyed by the chatter, Bai Yaoyu pushed him away.
His gaze was cold and domineering.
"This is the territory of Prince Kang's Mansion. Whatever Marquis Wan wants to do here, he must first explain himself to me!"
He suddenly flung the door open.
The originally fierce look in his eyes.
When he saw the small figure standing at the door, he was momentarily stunned.
"Zhi'er?!" Bai Yaoyu exclaimed in surprise.