The Third Elder took out the jade wine pot she carried and drank deeply. Before the shop opened, she was too busy to drink, and after it opened, she seemed determined to make up for half a month's worth of missed drinking in these three days.
The disciples felt a tightness in their hearts, vaguely guessing what the Third Elder was about to say next.
Wangshu's eyes were dim, and Ji Lingruo pursed her lips, unable to believe that her dream had shattered just like that.
"The past half month, we've endured hardships, only to receive such an outcome. I feel your efforts have gone unrewarded. Since that's the case, we might as well do what we're meant to do. Let's just close Bihua Pavilion."
As soon as she finished speaking, a heavy stone seemed to drop in the hearts of all the girls. More than the relief that came with letting go, there was disappointment following the collapse of their fantasy.
