Qin Li's control over his aura was masterful. He directed it only at the people inside the palace; even the Guards outside felt nothing out of the ordinary.
Zhao Qianqian threw herself into Qin Li's arms, weeping silently. She didn't dare to cry out loud, afraid of arousing the suspicion of the Guards training outside, but the sheer emotion welling up inside her made it difficult to control herself.
'This girl, who was still just a child in his eyes, had borne far too much,' Qin Li thought. 'To have held on until now without breaking down already showed she had extraordinary courage!'
Qin Li gently patted Zhao Qianqian's back, then smiled at Min'Er, who had come to her senses. He said softly, "Don't worry, I won't leave you behind."
"Marquis, you're finally here!" Min'Er cried, covering her face as tears streamed through her fingers.
The others, under Qin Li's oppressive aura, couldn't even make a sound. Their hearts and eyes were filled with nothing but terror!
