Jiang Fan silently cursed.
He really didn't want to know about these messy affairs!
It's all because of that damned child Xiong Xiong; his mom is secretly meeting another man in the palace, yet he's bringing me along?
Calming his emotions, he turned around, displaying a puzzled expression:
"Senior Qian Jiao, I just arrived. Were you discussing important matters with your guest?"
"Well, I didn't hear anything."
Qian Jiao Venerable suspiciously eyed Jiang Fan, a mysterious glint flickering in her eyes, her voice slightly cold:
"How did you manage to get through the garden?"
She glanced at the garden, its array untouched, growing more suspicious in her heart.
Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Xiong Xiong brought me here."
Upon hearing this, Qian Jiao Venerable gritted her teeth and snorted: "That damned child!"
Then she stared at Jiang Fan, her gaze fluctuating between ominous and uncertain.
