C415 An Agreement Between the Old and the Old

The stirring wind rustled the tent and made the atmosphere even quieter.

Gu Zichen leaned against the bed and peeked at Xia Anran's condition. She was like a kitten whose hair had been blown off. She was on full alert, but her expression didn't show any of it.

She shouldn't really be angry, right? Otherwise, she would have left a long time ago instead of choosing to stand here in silence