"Young Master Yang, they're here, please save me!" Leng Xinyue naturally heard the commotion downstairs along with Yang Sha's voice, and shouted excitedly.
She turned her head to look at Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing, eyes carrying a trace of hatred and malice. When Young Master Yang arrived, she would be sure to make them pay!
"Bang!" The door was rudely kicked open, and Yang Sha rushed in with a group of people.
Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing remained seated without moving, their faces showing no panic, still calm and composed as ever.
Mu Xueling had finished marking Leng Xinyue's face and moved back to Mu Qianyue's side, her gaze coldly fixed on the approaching Yang Sha with a fierce expression.
Without Mu Xueling's oppressive aura, Leng Xinyue's body finally moved, but she went limp and collapsed on the ground, raising her head with tear-filled eyes looking at Yang Sha, putting on a pitiful and coquettish expression as usual.
