Three letters unspoiled, which suggests that the people whom Ji Qingyu had sent must have been murdered.
Now, the ones posing as them to deliver the letters must be Ye Gaoyun's men.
Li Yuyue did not know Ji Qingyu's people, so under these circumstances, how could she contact Li Yuyue?
Thinking of her helplessness, Ye Jiu covered her face and wept bitterly.
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Elsewhere.
Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan had walked on the snow for nearly half an hour and finally arrived at a hollow tree.
Inside the hollow was a small wolf pup, pure white except for a tuft of silver-gray fur on its crown. Due to the cold, its tiny body shivered pitifully as it whined.
Leng Yu Yan crouched down and picked it up.
"Li Yu, let's adopt it."
Ye Yiheng knitted his brows slightly. "Adopt?"
"Yes, let's raise it together, shall we?"
Leng Yu Yan blinked, looking at him expectantly.
He didn't agree but only said, "Let's take it back to the cave first."
