The little group lay on the shoulder of the servant, still staring at Suguan and Huo Beicheng, emphasizing: "No divorce. Speaking counts."

Looking at the little fellow's back disappearing on the stairs on the second floor, Suguan sighed with relief, picked up the bag and listened to Huo Bei-cheng murmuring, "I'll take you out."

She said busily, "You don't have to send me. You go and take care of the little group.

Yu Guang of Huo Bei-cheng casually glanced upstairs.

Su Guan followed his gaze and saw behind the corner wall on the second floor, a small figure of a stump looming out the outline...

is a small group. Staring...