Lu Liangwei was in Long Yang's arms. Just then, a flaming red figure swept past them and planted itself in their path in the blink of an eye.
Lu Liangwei stared at the girl blocking the entrance, amazed by her agility.
The person was none other than the newly-selected leading courtesan of Peony Pavilion.
She was dressed in a bright red dress—even brighter than roaring fire.
"Just because you don't find Xia Luo attractive doesn't mean you are allowed to hurt her. You think you can walk away just like that after hurting her?"
Leaning against the door frame, the girl in red frowned at Long Yang and Lu Liangwei. Her Chinese was not very fluent, but the meaning of her words was clear nonetheless.
Now that they had injured someone, she was not going to let them walk away.
Lu Liangwei looked at her in surprise. Was she sticking up for Xia Luo?
