"I'm okay, Grandpa Wen..."
Lu Fengxuan spoke too quickly and, accidentally pulling at the wound on her face, couldn't help but frown and reveal an expression of pain.
"Don't talk!" Yu Chiyin interrupted, took off his coat and put it on her, then bent down and carried her away in a horizontal hold.
"Uncle, Uncle... I was wrong, I know my mistake. Please show mercy and forgive me this once, Xiao Xuan... I'm sorry, it was because I drank too much, got possessed by a momentary lapse of judgment. Please spare me, I won't dare to do it again, Xiao Xuan!"
At the moment Jiang Che saw Yu Chiyin appear, all his convictions collapsed.
Just now, after being beaten by Jiu Yi, every organ in his body felt painfully crumpled, and he was hunching over trying to charge at Yu Chiyin to stop him, but he got his neck gripped and got yanked back.
