After fixing the two of them in place, the officers stood aside, seemingly waiting for someone.
Soon, a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit entered.
Xia Weibao noticed that the moment the man came in, Yin Mulan's face changed instantly.
Do they know each other?
She curiously examined the man in front of her.
He was in his early fifties, with a robust build.
A handsome middle-aged man, though his eyes were a bit cloudy, with too much calculation hidden in them.
Xia Weibao frowned. This man looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before...
The moment the man entered, his gaze fell on Yin Mulan.
Her Majesty the Empress tactfully remained silent; it seemed this situation did not involve her speaking.
The change in expression was brief; Yin Mulan quickly returned to normal.
Though reduced to a prisoner, she still held her head high and her chest out, as proud as a swan.
"Mulan, it's been a long time," the man said with a steady voice.
