"What should we do then? My senior sister has suffered another serious injury, and in her current condition, she definitely can't be traveling back and forth on the road," Ding Ruolin worriedly asked.
"Don't panic, let me think..." Ye Wudao said to her.
After a while, Ye Wudao's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "That's right, Miss Ding, I recall you have an old ancestral home in the countryside. Hardly anyone is there, and it's quite remote, plus it's not far from here. Why don't we take your senior sister there to stay for a while."
What Ye Wudao didn't say was, if those guys dared to go after Ding Ruolin, he, Ye Wudao, would dare to lie in wait. That place was close to the mountains, with very few households around, which would also make it convenient for Ye Wudao to take action. Otherwise, if they kept having to fight in busy public areas, it would sooner or later lead to a major commotion.
"That works, we'll go to the ancestral home."
