Jiang Xue listened to the analysis of the two maids and found herself at a loss for words, as what they said was quite accurate and consistent with the Holy Water Manor's style of not meddling in others' business. It appeared that her own perspective was too narrow.
"The four people around Beiming Yi have incredibly high martial arts skills. To reach this level, it would take at least twenty or thirty years, right?"
Since Beiming Yi got on the carriage at Holy Water Manor, she hadn't seen him get down from it. More than once, she asked Chunyu and the others: "Doesn't this gentleman ever eat, drink, or go to the bathroom?"
How can he be even more of a homebody than a woman?
Then the two of them just looked at her and smiled: "You don't really think he would be following us, do you?"
There was a hidden meaning in those words, what could it be?
Watching the assassins attack the carriage with deadly intent, Jiang Xue seemed to realize something and suddenly turned her head.
