The night was deep, spilling like ink over the Lin Family estate.
The courtyards were sprawling, lined with jagged rockeries, while the chirping of insects added a sense of desolate seclusion. Lin Xinghe held her breath, concealing herself behind a dense cluster of emerald bamboo as she kept her gaze locked on the two figures in the pavilion not far away.
In the pavilion, one man was none other than her cousin, Lin Feng.
Chapter 17