As night fell, the little girl in white was led inside by Wuyou, had dinner, and shared a room with Little Wuyou.

Wuyou had also sought Xu Qingzhou's opinion, and naturally, he had no objections.

He was curious to see what this white-haired little girl would do and wanted to know what kind of person she was. Of course, he was even more intrigued as to why Mo Shengge would send such a young, untrained child to kill him.

Mo Shengge wasn't a fool. Since this child had come, she must have some special abilities. Though she seemed a bit naive, there was an indescribable quality about her that piqued his interest.