"Bai Li, the thirty-seventh generation leader of Bai Yutang, is here." She raised her hand and held the jade Ruyi flatly.
"The fourth son of the 36th generation of Bai Yutang has met the master of the hall." He lowered his head, his black hair hanging down from his ears, covering his thin cheeks.
Lost weight... Where did he go? Bai Li suppressed the bitter smell rising in his throat and said calmly:
"Bai Si, the rebellious son of the Bai family, wanders around, ignores his relatives, and steals treasures."
Bai Si knelt there, letting her condescendingly spit out her final sentence to him.
It's too late, it's too late for everything. The girl with the smile in his eyes and her buns like clouds had died long ago on a snowy night when her family was ruined.