The little maids were startled. The man standing before them did not reveal his identity, and they had no idea who he was. But his overwhelming aura alone was enough to send chills down their spines. They knew this man must hold a high status, someone they could not afford to offend. Hastily, they reverently said, "Young master, you might have wandered into the wrong room. This room is Young Master Duan's..."
"Get out of my sight!" Mu Houchu's eyes were frigidly cold, and he remained impassively staring at Ji Xinhe. His voice was not loud, yet it commanded absolute authority.
At his words, the maids bowed their heads in fright and answered, "Yes!" before hastily withdrawing.
Ji Xinhe's expression also turned cold, and she left with the departing maids.
However, before she could get far, Mu Houchu seized her wrist and pulled her back. "Where are you going?" he asked.
