Zhuge Xuan nodded, treading cautiously, "Long Chen brother, they lured the tiger away from the mountain and kidnapped Xia Ling. They almost fooled me too. I was very angry, and I was afraid that you would be angry... so I fought my way up here.
Originally, I wanted to kill these two as well, but I thought you might still have questions to ask them, so I restrained myself. Did I do the wrong thing?"
"You didn't do anything wrong, but you got a bit too carried away. I'll have a detailed talk with you about it later," Long Chen said softly.
"Okay."
Zhuge Xuan heaved a sigh of relief.
She was afraid of nothing except Long Chen's reproach.
Long Chen approached Nangong Dehua and Nangong Li, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at father and son.
Their faces were ashen, their eyes filled with unspeakable fear as they stared at Long Chen.
"Do you have anything else you want to say?" Long Chen asked indifferently.
