The people of the Zhang family came to their senses and quickly helped Zhang Yuhong out of the room.
"Wait, he's staying too," said Ling Chuxi when she saw someone trying to help Zhang Yuhong, who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud.
Zhang Shizhao's heart trembled. It seemed that he was doomed this time. If he had known this would happen, he would have restrained him. Alas, it was too late to regret.
The guard looked at Zhang Shizhao hesitantly. When he saw how miserable the master looked, the guard eventually put back down Zhang Yuhong.
"You should come in too," said Ling Chuxi to Yue Qingjie, who had been hiding outside and did not know whether to stay or go.
Yue Qingjie sighed. Zhang Shizhao had taken care of him when he was at his wit's end. He could not just leave, so he also entered the hall.
