Chapter 739: A Disorganized Group

Mu Yuejuan, wearing a red qipao with blue floral patterns and short sleeves, swayed her waist as she lazily walked out of the mansion.

Holding a rolled cigarette with tweezers, she took a light puff and strolled around the garden in front of the mansion.

The flowers today were a feast for the eyes, but one peony patch looked a bit off.

Mu Yuejuan walked closer to the peonies, lowered her head, and saw scattered petals fallen on the damp soil.

A Painter Cultivator excelled at observation, and there was a significant difference between petals blown off by the wind and those knocked off by someone.

Mu Yuejuan picked up a petal, observed it for a moment, and discerned that it had fallen yesterday.

She hadn't left the mansion yesterday, nor had Ai Yeqing.

Except for an occasional trip to the balcony for fresh air, neither of them had hardly left the bedroom.

"Who left these petals?" Mu Yuejuan inserted the remaining half of the cigarette into Ai Yeqing's mouth. It was unclear if it was out of retaliation, but Mu Yuejuan pushed with considerable force, nearly burning Ai Yeqing's lips.

Ai Yeqing puffed on the cigarette, glanced at the petals, and said, "These were left by Li Qi. I knew he was here yesterday."

Mu Yuejuan hooked Ai Yeqing's nose bridge with her fingertip and asked, "Since when have you two been so chummy that he can just drop by without greeting you?"

Ai Yeqing gave a wry smile. "This wasn't a casual visit; it was clearly a reconnaissance."

Mu Yuejuan pinched Ai Yeqing's nose. "So you just let him snoop around? You just let him leave? If you're going to be so nonchalant, I won't stay here."

She wasn't joking. Mu Yuejuan had lived for many years by being cautious, and she wouldn't stay a moment longer in a place where she felt unsafe.

Ai Yeqing didn't seem too concerned about it. "It's not that I wanted to let him go; the one who came to snoop was his shadow. Capturing his shadow is useless to me. It's better to wait for him to come to me and see what his true intentions are."

Mu Yuejuan searched for footprints but found none. She didn't understand why Li Qi's shadow had reached the cloud. Ai Yeqing chuckled, "Could it be that he came through your painting?"

Mu Yuejuan quickly changed the subject. "Do you know when he'll come himself?"

Ai Yeqing thought for a moment. "I reckon he'll be here soon. He's an impatient person."

Ai Yeqing was right. Before noon, Li Banfeng arrived at Ai Yeqing's door, carrying an iron bucket.

Ai Yeqing and Mu Yuejuan stepped outside, and both looked at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng lifted the iron bucket.

Ai Yeqing paused for a moment and asked, "This is...?"

"A welcome gift for you."

This gift was