After seeing the old man and the masked man leave, Ye Qingqing promptly called Qin Luoyin and others, asking them to rush back.
Shortly after, those who rushed back — Qin Luoyin and her group — were all horrified by what they saw at the scene.
The sight of the bloodstains on the ground, especially the blood on the clothing, sent a cold shiver down their spines.
"I've checked them. Neither Sister Qian nor Xiaoxiao seem to have any injuries. I think they should be fine."
Ye Qingqing said.
"They are the ones closest to Chen Feng, how could they force Chen Feng in this way?"
Qin Luoyin clenched her fists, feeling indignant and puzzled.
"Ah, I don't know how to put this. I'm just worried that when Chen Feng wakes up, he might develop irreversible ideas about his master or the senior who taught him the Holy Heart Technique."
Ye Qingqing sighed.
