Ji Chen and the bodyguards, who were following Si Zhengting, rushed over.
Upon seeing the person in his arms, Ji Chen was taken aback. He asked in disbelief, "… Madam?"
Si Zhengting's gaze was as sharp and cold as a sword, and it was directed at Ji Chen!
Ji Chen shivered as Si Zhengting's gaze met his. Ji Chen swallowed. His heart raced as he asked, "Sir, what, what happened?"
Si Zhengting's tone was as frosty as ice that had been frozen solid for over tens of thousands of years. His icy tone was cold enough to pierce through one's bones. "You're asking me what happened?"
Ji Chen felt as though he was being placed in an ice house – he didn't even dare breathe!
Ji Chen felt as though he was going to be dismembered by Si Zhengting's piercing gaze. He lowered his head. Trembling with fear, he admitted that he was in the wrong. "Sir, this was an oversight on my part!"
He added, "Sir, it would be best if we brought Madam to wash up."
