"Has he regained consciousness now?" Bai Changfeng asked, glancing towards Third Granduncle's house, "Is he awake?"
Xia Xin replied, "Not exactly. When Qiu Tang mentioned taking him back to the city, he absolutely refused. He kept grabbing onto the edge of the bed with both hands, saying he wouldn't leave, insisting that if he were to die, he'd die there. But when Qiu Tang asked about other matters, Third Granduncle stayed silent."
Xia Xin wasn't sure if this counted as consciousness or not.
Bai Changfeng furrowed his brow. Wasn't Third Granduncle's reaction directed at them?
Jiangli seemed disinterested upon hearing this and was lazily about to speak.
Several people noticed a group standing not far away.
They were standing at the entrance of their courtyard, bodies hidden behind the wall, showing only their heads. With the added cover of surrounding weeds, it was hard to notice them if not looked at carefully.
No one knew how long they had been standing there.
