Xinghe nodded. "I know, so the only thing we can do now is wait for her to come out."
They were not wrong; Xia Wa was in the middle of a meeting with He Lan Yuan in a secret room. He Lan Yuan was in a large armchair and his nostrils were attached with oxygen pipes. He should have been a picture of weakness, but his eyes that glared at the woman opposite him were surprisingly lively.
Ever since she'd walked in, his eyes had never left her. Even though there was no emotion in his gaze, it did speak of an unsurmountable pressure. Xia Wa seemed to ignore him completely. No matter how long he stared at her, she maintained an impenetrable composure. Two of them sat across each other wordlessly. After some time, He Lan Yuan finally lost his patience and was the first to break the silence.
"Xia Wa, it is you," he croaked in a harsh and grating voice.
Xia Wa nodded slightly and confirmed in a calm voice, "That's right, it is me."
