However, thinking of Chu Yanran's identity, he felt relieved.
But the joy of just breaking through suddenly faded a lot.
Yan Garden was vast, but the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators were even faster.
Soon, Duan Hong saw Xiaodie, Chu Yanran's personal serving girl.
"Xiaodie, what happened to you? Who hit you?"
A huge slap mark almost covered Xiaodie's entire face, with five fat red and black marks like thick black centipedes.
Obviously, the force used was both heavy and ruthless; otherwise, with Xiaodie's cultivation, the injuries would have disappeared by now.
"Young Master Duan, you're finally here."
Xiaodie said the same thing as the gatehouse.
"What happened?"
Duan Hong's image has always been that of a modest gentleman, and even in the face of a serving girl like Xiaodie, his attitude was excellent.
"Is it Yanran? Why is she so angry?"
Xiaodie looked at Duan Hong speechlessly.
Her expression seemed to say, don't you know why she's angry?
