C437 He Had No Humanity to Speak of

In the study.

Beitang Xihen held a cup of tea and stood in front of the French window.

He looked at the pool outside the window from afar.

Leng Hsingchen held onto a chair with both hands and stared blankly at the clear blue pool water. No one knew what she was thinking.

She had been standing there for quite a while, and Beitang Xihen had been looking at how long she had been standing there