Inside the house, even though the doors and windows were tightly shut, Qi the Eighth could still hear the incessant sounds outside, and he paced back and forth across the living room, rubbing his hands together.
His gaze shifted to Zhang Xici, who was still intently reading a book while sitting in the chair by the window. He took two steps over and sat down, and after a few breaths, his eyes fell upon the open pages in her hands.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, "Xici, isn't Xiaoguan nearby? Why isn't he back yet? Could he be in danger?"
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