She fumbled for her phone, intending to call Ning Jingshen, when the anxious voice of a bodyguard came from the doorway, "Young Master Ji, you can't come in!"
"Get out of my way, all of you!"
A flurry of punches and kicks rose and then fell, leaving the bodyguards she had arranged all sprawled out on the ground, twisted in agony.
Ji Yebai, with a cold and dark chill about him, strode forward and grabbed Lu Qinghe by the collar, "Where is Ning Xixi?"
Lu Qinghe's complexion changed momentarily, then she concealed it brilliantly, "She came to collect her mother's belongings; she's upstairs."
Ji Yebai stared intently at her, seeking to find a crack in her facade.
After a moment, he angrily flung Lu Qinghe away, his disgust clearly visible.
"You'd better pray that she's unharmed, or else—don't forget the fate of Lu Cheng."
Thinking of Lu Cheng, crippled by his hand, Lu Qinghe shuddered with fear.
Ji Yebai stormed up the stairs and kicked Gong Xiu's bedroom door open.
