Westheid could take no more. No Imperial Citizen could tolerate such a debauched scene.
Though Duke Qinghui did not subscribe to the Imperial's philosophy, it didn't stop him from striding forward menacingly.
"What are you doing?!"
The man grabbed the white-haired girl by her slender waist and pulled her off the Black-haired Witch.
Elaine managed to break free and quickly moved to the doorway, ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. She hadn't dared to resist much during her encounter with the Pure Holy Spirit.
Finally able to let out a long sigh of relief, she picked up the hem of her skirt and expressed her thanks:
"Duke Qinghui, thank you so much."
Westheid looked at Elaine. The delicate, beautiful face of the Speaker of the Ring of Clear Skies was still pale with fright.
This prompted Duke Qinghui to ask with a hint of curiosity:
"I'm not sure what happened, but she must have been the one who was out of line, right?"
