After Xia Chuxue had spoken, she retracted her gaze and turned towards a group of escorts waiting for her. She then headed to the second floor and her white robes soon disappeared from view.
After she had left, the initially silent tearoom burst into a discussion once again. This time, they had lowered their voices somewhat.
"Xia Ruoyun sure is lucky to have a little sister like that! Furthermore, this sister is far too loyal. She cried so much during Xia Ruoyun's maternal grandfather and mother's funeral that she had passed out. In comparison, that cruel and unscrupulous Xia Ruoyun was so cowardly that she never even showed her face at her own relatives' funeral. It was a good thing that she had ended up dead. An ungrateful wretch like her does not deserve to be left alive!"
Gu Ruoyun listened to the discussion and her originally tumultuous and raging heart slowly calmed down.
