"Quiet, quiet, isn't it quiet enough?" Yang Yun mumbled a few words but didn't bother him any further.
In front of her parents, Yurong felt immense pressure. Her mother only tested her with a question before quickly changing the subject. If it were her father asking, she truly wouldn't know how to respond.
So, after lingering for a bit, she stood up and said, "Dad, Mom, you rest for a while. Yue Yao and I will go upstairs to have a look."
"No way!" Yang Yun immediately protested, "If they..."
Speaking to this point, she was afraid of being overheard, causing panic, so she lowered her voice, "If all three of them went upstairs, what if they didn't all leave but someone is hiding up there? Wouldn't it be dangerous for you to go up? Let's just wait here!"
Waiting, but for what, she couldn't really articulate.
Waiting until dawn?
Does dawn guarantee safety?
They are assassins, not ghosts!
Waiting for that person to come back?
Will that person return?
