As Shen Hua approached, the Vajra Bodhi Bracelet on her wrist seemed to have its own temperature, even becoming hot to the touch.
Cui Yun paused.
His eyes were like an unfathomable abyss, deep and indifferent, and no one could glimpse what he was truly thinking.
Cui Yun's gaze slowly drifted over the body of the little white cat. He attempted to discern any abnormalities.
Shen Hua clutched her clothes tightly. She looked up with her round, bulbous eyes and met Cui Yun's gaze.
But in just a moment, the kitten's neck grew sore and admitted defeat.
At that instant, Cui Yun coldly withdrew his hem.
"I will give you an answer within three days, and I will have someone appraise the embroidery pattern," he said.
These words were naturally directed at Ji Ge.
However, his thin lips pressed lightly together, and ultimately, he asked one more question.
"Where did the Seventh Prince hear of this news, and through whose hands was the purchase made?"
