Ling Xiaoxuan knitted her brows tightly, her gaze drifting past Qin Ruan to Du Changheng, who was standing at the other end of the room.
His shocked expression as he stared at the temple door struck fear into anyone who saw him.
His eyes were darting around, showing clear signs of guilt.
Ling Xiaoxuan pulled her gaze away and spoke in as calm a tone she could, "I have no personal feelings for Du Changheng. However, he is the fiancé chosen by my uncle. If something happens to him, I would also be held responsible. After all, I was one of the reasons we joined the exploration team for the supernatural. I want to take him off Qi Mountain."
She made no direct statement that she had to take Du Changheng away.
Qin Ruan furrowed her brows, an expression of cold disdain on her face.
The source of danger outside the gate was clear. From the start to finish, its target has been only Du Changheng.
Qin Ruan could snatch him away, but she just didn't want to do that.
"Let's wait and see."
