C168 One Hundred and Sixty-eight

Si Wanchuan clapped his hands, not knowing where a dark guard came from. After respectfully handing over a few scrolls to Si Wenchuan, he disappeared in a flash.

Although Mu Zhizi did not make a sound, she could not help but wonder what Si Wangchuan was thinking. Were the guards secretly mocking her for the lack of tight security? Mu Yizi's heart sank