Do they really take Cheng Zhihai and his own guards as mere decorations?
Cheng Guang hardly cared.
Savoring his tea, he watched the Qi exploding in the distance, feeling somewhat like he was watching fireworks.
At the same time, the commotion also caught the attention of certain interested parties outside Duke Zhen's Mansion, drawing many eyes to that location.
"What's happening here? Did someone break into Duke Zhen's Mansion uninvited?"
"Aren't they just courting death?"
"The ruckus is quite big. These fifty or so people, their Cultivation Realms are not low. It's a pity, really, daring to trouble Duke Zhen's Mansion."
Voices of discussion rose from outside the mansion.
Meanwhile, inside.
Sitting in front of the mansion gate, basking in the sun, and embroidering flowers, Wu Yuemei was startled by the sudden disturbance. Her maid quickly went to inquire on her behalf.
After learning the reason behind the commotion.
Wu Yuemei was a little dumbfounded.
