Seeing Wan Yunrong emerge, Gan Qing's anger on his face subsided a bit. "What are you doing here?"
Wan Yunrong turned on the light. "Why can't I be here?"
"Your hair has some dust in it, want me to wipe it off for you?" Xu Huo spoke.
Chu Yuan couldn't help but glance at him, and the uninformed Wan Yunrong cautiously reached up to touch her own hair, saying, "No need..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xu Huo suddenly made his move, hand shooting toward her throat.
Wan Yunrong reacted quickly, immediately stepping back, but in the next instant, she was caught by a line. Before she could break free, Xu Huo quickly scratched her arm and then retreated, pulling back the piano string.
At the same time, Gan Qing, who had moved to strike, was also teleported ten meters away by Chu Yuan's "relationship severance."
Both parties drew their distances and watched each other warily.
