"Master, we've received a reply from the Jade Pool Sacred Land. They said Shang Miaoyan is preparing to enter seclusion, so she can't see you."
Pei Xiaohan cautiously clutched the Jade Scroll, her eyes darting up to steal a glance at Lin Qianyan.
She saw that Lin Qianyan's usually serene features were now marred by a slight frown. Her long, slender fingers subconsciously traced the rim of her teacup, the pale celadon reflecting so brightly that her fingertips appeared white.
"Seclusion? Her, of all people?"
Lin Qianyan let out a sudden, soft laugh, but the curve of her lips held not a trace of warmth.
"When Brother Pei had just returned to the sect, that sly fox was practically tripping over her own skirts to run to his house. Why didn't she mention needing to go into seclusion then?"
"But when I want to see her, she claims she's going into seclusion! Coward! It seems I overestimated her!"
