Lu Chunying walked out of the room, step by step down the stairs, and calmly approached Duan Shaoxia.
She didn't look into Duan Shaoxia's eyes but bowed her head and said respectfully, "Thank you, Lady Duan, for the rescue."
The room was filled with people from the Hundred Flowers Gate, and Lu Chunying stood alone in the hall, like a leaf in the wind, her life hanging by a thread.
Zuo Wugang stood on Lu Dongtang, secretly clenching his fists.
Lu Yuanxin remained composed, quietly scattering the insect bait.
Xiao Yeci bit down on her silver teeth, ready to fight to the death.
Zhang Xiuling glanced at Duan Shaoxia.
Duan Shaoxia looked at the exploded corpse beside her.
After a long silence, Duan Shaoxia spoke, "Chunying, well done. You have the spirit of Dongliang from back in the day. You are not safe here. Be good and come back with me to the mansion; we are family."
Lu Chunying said nothing.
