Xu Luo's eyebrows twitched slightly. Though his eyes remained closed, he was fully aware of the situation outside. A grim-faced young man stood in the courtyard, surrounded by over a dozen followers. The coachman and the maid from earlier stood cautiously to the side. They kept their heads bowed, not even daring to glance up. Clearly, this grim-faced young man held a rather high status within Piaomiao Palace.
One of the young man's subordinates was speaking. He furrowed his brows, glaring at the maid with profound displeasure.
The maid had first been caught in a compromising position with the coachman by Xu Luo and Su Qianqian, resulting in a harsh scolding. Now, they had been caught again by this important figure. Although he hadn't reprimanded them yet, the freezing aura radiating from him left her almost breathless. She had wanted to say that someone had just come to rush them, but now, she didn't dare speak out of turn.
