A few minutes passed after Uncle Shen rushed off to gather the guards, but Bai Lingling did not look tense at all.
If an outsider who knew nothing about the situation happened to pass by and look into the courtyard at that moment, they would probably think she was preparing to go enjoy a lively street opera or watch some shameless rich family get slapped in public, not that she was about to walk into the City Overseer's residence and pick a fight with two scums who had long deserved to be kicked into a pond.
The more she thought about the mountain of pearls controlled by the City Overseer's residence, the better her mood became.
A mountain.
Maybe not a true mountain yet.
But definitely not a small pile either.
Just imagining rows upon rows of sealed pearl-bearing seashells stacked together was enough to make Bai Lingling's heart feel warm and bright.
