Qin Ruan gathered the concealed danger in her eyes and her red lips curved into a cold arc as she said softly, "It's nothing."
She held Grandpa Huo's wrist, detecting his body with Nether Power and found there were no injuries, which made her look slightly better.
However, this did not quench the anger in her heart. Qin Ruan's gaze was tightly fixed on Changyuan floating in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Changyuan's body was tense, the will to survive made him want to flee immediately, but under Qin Ruan's threatening gaze, he dared not move an inch.
Huo Yunjiao soothingly touched Qin Ruan's head, "Still saying it's nothing, but your face clearly says you're very angry."
Qin Ruan was slightly stunned and said quickly, "I'll go wash—"
She stood up and walked toward the bathroom, her icy gaze still fixed on Changyuan.
Grandpa Huo looked at her retreating figure, chuckled, and shook his head, reaching out to grab the water cup on the table.
Inside the bathroom.
