Long Chen fell into thought.
"Husband, you can't be this bad."
Zhao Churan's face turned red as she lightly pounded Long Chen.
But, at this moment, Xia Ling's phone rang.
The ringtone instantly jolted everyone to attention.
"Shh, I'm taking the call."
Xia Ling answered the phone.
"Sister Xia, people... people are coming, they'll be here soon."
This was a signal from someone at the mansion gate.
"Got it, you guys withdraw first," said Xia Ling.
"Okay."
The phone call was then disconnected.
Xia Ling looked towards Long Chen, "People are coming, what should we do?"
"Just like we said during the day, don't move, I'll go alone," Long Chen whispered.
"Husband, shouldn't we all..."
"Churan, are you not listening?" Long Chen looked at Zhao Churan.
Zhao Churan bit her lip, struggling to say, "But, to watch you fight alone, we really... can't bear it."
