In the posthouse, Qiu Zhi couldn't help asking, "Where did all those fire-thunders end up? Did the young master secretly send them to She Zongyi's household?"
Jiang Yichun rolled his eyes at him helplessly and said, "Disasters shouldn't be brought down on one's family. He's already dead—why would I send them to blow up his family?"
Shanhu tugged on Qiu Zhi's sleeve. She'd realized by now that Qiu Zhi really didn't know how to talk—he was stupid as anything. But in her eyes, that stupidity looked honest and simple, and somehow that was just so adorable.
She probably didn't know there was a saying: beauty lies in the lover's eyes.
Bai Ruozhu sat quietly to the side drinking tea without saying a word. All those fire-thunders were lying in her Space; she had no intention of explaining.
Tang Feng knew she had a Space, so he smartly changed the subject.
