There were more than ten people who came. Most of them wore the same clothes and looked like disciples of some sect or clan.
"Qingluan, are you okay?"
At the front of the crowd, a man holding a folding fan looked at the woman worriedly and asked, I'm fine. It's all thanks to this..."
The woman called Qingluan nodded, but before she could finish her sentence, the feminine-looking man's gaze landed on Gu Xi.
"How dare you bully sister Qingluan! Kill him!"
The man waved his hand, his expression filled with anger.
Gu Xi was slightly stunned. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was obvious that they had misunderstood. It was not easy to be the hero who saved the damsel in distress!
At the same time, under the man's command, more than a dozen people swarmed toward Gu Xi.
