"Ah? Won't make it through tonight?"
Lin Yun was so frightened that her complexion drastically changed, she almost fainted, and then her usually kind and gentle face suddenly twisted into a fierce grimace. She screamed at the maids and family servants:
"Quick! Help Xiao Bo back to his room! Hurry up!"
However, those people were no match for Lan Jin, and in a matter of moments, they were all knocked down. Jiubo was like being protected under her wings; no one could touch him.
Joking around, having held on for so long, how could she give up halfway?
"Who else isn't afraid to die, come here."
Lan Jin lightly lifted her eyes, sweeping a gaze filled with deterrence around the room, which finally settled on Zhen Muqing's face.
As soon as she locked eyes with Lan Jin's chilly gaze, Zhen Muqing was taken aback.
What kind of eyes were those exactly?
