The communicator...
Yu Zhizhi glanced at Louis in a daze. She reached out and tapped the edge of the communicator, and with a BEEP, the call connected.
A deathly silence.
Yu Zhizhi didn't speak, just stared blankly as she clutched the blanket.
"Heh." A familiar laugh came from the other end of the communicator, laced with a hint of suppressed anger. "So you finally decided to answer?"
'It's the Duke...'
Yu Zhizhi bit her lip. For some reason, she felt a little guilty. "Wh-what is it?"
'Didn't we just exchange messages a little while ago? Why is he calling me so late?'
「In the carriage.」
The Duke toyed with two Glazed Balls in his left hand. His golden, vertical pupils gazed out the window. The estate was secluded and deep in the dead of night, with only the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind.
"I heard you were attacked."
His Hidden Guard had been secretly protecting the little female, sending him daily reports about her.
