As soon as Jing Hui entered the room, Ran Yan was watching her reaction carefully. Her face was gentle and placid, not giving away any flaws; she looked just like a nun uninvolved with worldly affairs.
"This humble nun will certainly tell all I know." Jing Hui spoke.
"Xiao Lord, I would like to speak privately with the venerable Jing Hui for a moment, if you don't mind..." Ran Yan suddenly interrupted their conversation, her calm gaze piercing Xiao Song.
Xiao Song hesitated internally. He had always suspected Jing Hui to be the murderer. How could he leave Ran Yan alone with her? But his thoughts quickly shifted, and he seemed to understand Ran Yan's intention. He then turned to Jing Hui, his eyes still retaining a faint smile and tenderness for Ran Yan, but he made sure Jing Hui saw it clearly, "Please take good care of her."
