Cui Yun's eyes were deep red at the corners, as he struggled to suppress the turbulent emotions within him.
With a 'creak', the man burst through the door.
"Sir?"
Ji Qing, startled, quickly stood up, but Cui Yun remained indifferent, his lips pressed tightly together as he strode outside.
Meanwhile, Sister Yingwu limped along, taking each step with a grimace from the pain emanating from her hips.
"I told you not to go easy, and you really didn't, did you?"
Ying Yi: "Of course."
"I never hold back. As a leader, I am also relieved that you didn't use our personal relationship to make me break the rules."
"I bought some roast chicken. I've put it in your room."
Sister Yingwu fumed with nameless anger. If not for her respect for the Shadow Guards' absolute loyalty to the master along with their obedience to Ying Yi, how could she let Ying Yi have the upper hand?
"Who cares about your roast chicken!"
Sister Yingwu glared at him, annoyed: "Take it and leave."
