"Xin Qing, I'm here to take you there." Rong Siman stood at the doorway. Not once did her smile waver, as if her mortification from a few days ago had never happened.

"Where's Ying Qingcang?" Xin Qing asked cautiously.

"He's having a discussion with Ah Hao about the veneration ceremony. Ah Hao asked me to come to get you." If she had said that it was Ying Qingcang who had asked, Xin Qing would not have believed her. But since she had mentioned Ying Hao, Xin Qing had no choice ...