Seeing Wen Xiao'ai's excited expression, Jun Moyan also began to look forward to the day he would return to the Demon Clan with her.
"After Jun Wuyang's funeral is over, we'll leave."
"Jun Wuyang? Are you really going to attend his funeral?"
"No, I'm just worried about Madam Jun and Granny Jun causing trouble again, so I'm not at ease about Shangguan."
"So how long until his funeral takes place?"
"My second brother sent me a message this morning; it should be in these next few days."
"All right, then we'll just wait a bit longer."
"Yes, right, you just mentioned there was something else you hadn't told me. What is it?"
"..." Wen Xiao'ai blinked, and the smile on her face slowly faded.
"What's the matter?" Seeing Wen Xiao'ai's change in expression, Jun Moyan was a bit puzzled.
"Jun Moyan, well, you have to promise me first not to be mad at me."
"Hmm."
"You have to promise."
"I promise I won't be mad at you, no matter what it is."
