"Zishan, where have you been these past few days?" Fang Ting hurried over, embracing Qiao Zishan firmly as tears streamed down her face.
The last two days had been the most agonizing Fang Ting had ever endured. The destruction of the Fang Family, the battle between Grandmasters... The gruesome and bloody scenes haunted her, jolting her awake from nightmares. It was terrifying. As the wife of the city's wealthiest man, she had never experienced anything like it. The fact that she hadn't died of fright on the spot was a testament to her mental fortitude. What frightened her most, however, were Lin Mu's words: he had declared he would come to their door in three days and that Qiao Zishan should be prepared.
