His eyes were tightly shut, and his face was as white as a sheet, but the scales on his body receded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within minutes, he had returned to his normal human appearance.
If it weren't for the injuries on both of them, she would have thought that everything that had just happened was nothing but a ridiculous dream.
She held him tightly, alternating between tears and laughter. As long as he was alive, she would be willing to offer everything to thank the heavens.
Later, Mrs. Gui brought some people to help her carry Lu Shifeng back to the bedroom.
Both she and Lu Shifeng were covered in wounds, yet they couldn't explain to others how they got them. Fortunately, in this household, they were the masters, and if she didn't want to speak, the servants had no right to ask questions.
