Li Zhoujun, no longer concerned with Chu Fan's matters, walked out of the courtyard and headed to where Su Nan resided.

In the small courtyard.

Su Nan sat by the stone table, resting her chin on her hands, her delicate face gazing blankly at the moon in the sky.

"What are you looking at?" Li Zhoujun entered the courtyard, smiling as he saw Su Nan lost in thought.