Although Ruan Hongzhuang couldn't see ghosts, she had long figured out the ropes from daily interactions.
Just now, a chill wind passed quietly by, and her heart's alarm slightly tingled. When she saw Shen Siyuan's gaze suddenly fixate on an empty spot ahead, she was instantly certain that "someone" had arrived.
"Is it Dou Dou or Duoduo?"
She leaned closer to Shen Siyuan, lowered her voice, and asked, assuming it was those two restless little ones following them.
"No, it's Xiao Yue."
Shen Siyuan's voice was calm but carried a hint of imperceptible seriousness.
"Xiao Yue?" Ruan Hongzhuang's heart tightened, understanding immediately. She quickly waved her hand, "It must be something urgent, you guys go ahead, we'll make our way home, we know the way."
Jiang Yingxue, who had lived with Shen Siyuan for a time, was unsurprised by such situations.
So she chimed in, "Yes, don't worry about us. We know the way, handle your business. We can take care of ourselves."
