A week has passed, and Yeh Sha has practically searched the entire Imperial Capital without finding a trace of Tang Qingxue. She has vanished from the human world, leaving no sign behind.
Tang Fangfei hasn't dared to leave the house these days, staying home and canceling all social engagements. She's very concerned about Tang Qingxue's whereabouts, staying home each day, eagerly awaiting any bad news about Tang Qingxue, but day by day, all she receives is disappointment.
"Bang... Crash..."
The sound of porcelain being smashed came from the study again. Recently, the sound of objects being smashed has almost become the rhythm of life. She can only stand in the shadows, listening to the crashing sounds inside.
"You useless idiots, this group of fools, can't even handle such a small task, what's the use of keeping you around?"
