Wu Xuan burst through the door and glanced out the window.
In the night, a few dark figures were breaking away from the guards, about to disappear into the maze of alleys.
He quickly picked up Wen Shu and handed her to Luo Fei who followed closely behind, instructing in a deep voice, "I'll take a look, take care of Ashu."
After speaking, he bowed his body to transform into his beast form, but Wen Shu hurriedly grasped his wrist and stopped him in a low voice, "Wu Xuan, don't chase, it's Nan."
Wu Xuan paused and turned his head to look at Wen Shu, calming his over-tense nerves a little.
He noticed that besides her swollen lips, she had no injuries, and even her nightgown was perfectly intact.
"Nan?"
He recalled the anger he had just heard, it indeed sounded like Nan's voice, but what did he mean?
Wen Shu's palm applied a slight force, "He's lost his memory, the people meeting him came too fast, I didn't have time to ask clearly what really happened..."
