"This dancer is from your Puluo Country, who else could instigate her?"
He Ying stood beside Qi Guanglie, his accusations pointed directly at Qi Wuya.
By then, the situation had been controlled by Qi Guanglie's men, which gave him some peace of mind, yet he still gripped the sword in his hand vigilantly.
He feared Qi Wuya would go mad, and he feared Qi Guanglie would betray him.
Dan Ruo still lay on the ground.
Her clothes disheveled, her body trembling with fear.
With so many people... She hadn't killed him for Mr. Jiu, would Mr. Jiu save her?
He would!
Mr. Jiu had placed the Fan Yin Flower there just to save her!
Dan Ruo thought frantically, when suddenly a pair of boots, as pale as the moon and made of satin, appeared before her.
"Mr., Mr. Jiu—"
Dan Ruo's heart leaped with joy, she raised her head to see the man before her, as exquisitely handsome as a banished immortal.
She just knew Mr. Jiu wouldn't abandon her—
A flash of white light.
