When Feng Lan saw Wu Yue walk in, she quickly switched to a happy expression. She didn't want Wu Yue to notice the tension between her and Xiang Yu.
"Sister Wu Yue, I've already made up my mind. Four days from now, I'll leave with them," Feng Lan said calmly.
She had pinned her hopes on Xiang Yu, but since he didn't seem to care about these things, her hopes were dashed. Rather than chasing something so exhausting, it was better to curl up in a corner of the world and live out her days quietly.
"Xiao Lan, what are you saying? I—"
"Sister Wu Yue, I know what you mean. I've thought it through. You're right; we've all been played. Don't worry, I won't do anything rash," Feng Lan interrupted Wu Yue mid-sentence.
Feng Lan sighed, intending to say more. At this moment, Wu Yue quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Xiao Lan, can you let me say one thing?"
Only then did Feng Lan stop talking. She looked at Wu Yue with a calm face.
