Little Lin widened his eyes as he watched, feeling both excited and curious every time he encountered these things.
Qu Tan'er led Little Lin upstairs.
In a room that was not luxurious but arranged with elegance, Qu Tan'er saw several clan elders of the Zhan Family. Old Zhan sat solemnly in the main seat, and Zhan Beilie was nowhere to be seen.
It seemed these people were discussing something.
But the atmosphere... wasn't great; everyone was both grave and angry.
Qu Tan'er moved to a spot, casually choosing an empty chair to sit and rest. The next moment, it wasn't her intention to expose herself, but there was a little tail following her, and as she sat, he found a chair to sit too. But in sitting, there was a noise from the chair.
Little Lin looked pitiful, like a child who had done something wrong.
Qu Tan'er found it amusing.
By this time, those old fellows had already noticed something amiss.
Old Zhan stared wide-eyed at that spot, empty yet full of anticipation.
