"Your Excellency Sique, could you please come over for a moment?"
At this moment, a man wearing a verdant green traditional Chinese buckled shirt approached, looking proper and kind.
Su Ming'an disregarded the angry Nora and followed the man away.
"What's the matter?"
The man whispered, lowering his voice: "...Your sister wants to see you."
Su Ming'an was shocked.
... Sique has a sister?
Leaving the banquet hall, the shadows of the trees grew dense, and clusters of serene wooden cottages were set up, with a white figure standing silently among the flowers.
The person had white hair and green eyes, dressed in a verdant green traditional Chinese buckled shirt, with golden plum blossoms adorning the collar and cuffs, their figure tall and slender, and the lines of their finger joints clearly visible.
With just one glance, Su Ming'an felt a sense of familiarity, his heart tightening instantly — was this person Sique's sister?
The gender doesn't seem to match, though.
