Yue Qingying raised her delicate hand, and an ice-crystal teapot automatically tilted, pouring pale blue tea that traced a graceful arc through the air before landing in the cold-jade cup before Mr. Ling. Amidst the rising tea steam, her brow was furrowed with a hint of worry.
"Mr. Ling might not know this," Yue Qingying gently stroked her teacup, the liquid inside instantly freezing into ice crystals, "the Leng family's evacuation was extremely bizarre. Overnight, all three hundred and some members of the clan vanished without a trace, and even the ancestral tablets were taken from the ancestral hall."
Mr. Ling lightly tapped the tabletop with his fingertips, and the ice-crystal teacup instantly returned to a liquid state. "Oh? In such a hurry?"
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