Lian Zhou: "..."
If it had been anyone else, that would be one thing. But he had personally accompanied his master to Jiangling.
'Ye Chutang can't stand the sight of blood? Then were all those things that happened back then just his imagination?'
Lian Zhou held his tongue, forcing the words back down his throat with great difficulty.
'Fine, fine. If his master said she couldn't stand it, then she couldn't stand it!'
The thought of his master—a man who couldn't even be bothered to lift a finger when enemies were at their door—now acting as Second Miss Ye's enforcer left Lian Zhou with very complicated feelings.
And judging by his master's expression, he had clearly done so willingly.
This only made Lian Zhou's feelings more complicated.
He could only change the subject. "You mean Second Miss Ye went alone this time?"
Shen Yanchuan nodded.
A jolt went through Lian Zhou, and his respect for Ye Chutang grew.
