“Little Hu, what’s wrong?”
Huang Quan looked suspiciously at the dragon chair.
Bi Luo was startled and quickly rushed forward to pick up the little tiger, covering its big mouth before it could report Jiang Fan.
She patted its butt: “You’re being naughty again!”
“That’s the master’s dragon chair; I’ve told you, no playing, no playing.”
“Did you fall off again this time?”
Ooo~
The little tiger felt aggrieved, wanting to call out but couldn’t speak.
It looked utterly pitiful.
Huang Quan helplessly rubbed the little tiger’s head: “Little Hu, stop making your mama worry.”
The little tiger was about to cry without tears.
Dad, Mama’s not worried about me; she’s worried about that big bad guy!
Bi Luo hastily said, “Huang Quan, I don’t know how many have come in.”
“Maybe there are still some hiding in the relics.”
“For our family’s safety, quickly go and search.”
Hearing this, Huang Quan immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes.
He snorted, “Watch Little Hu.”
He stormed out of the hall.
Bi Luo finally felt a sense of relief.
She coldly pinched the little tiger’s butt: “You little ungrateful thing!”
“Jiang Fan has been good to us, and you still want to harm him?”
“You’re just like your father, up to no good!”
Then she turned to the dragon chair: “Jiang Fan.”
“Hurry and leave while my husband is gone.”
“Don’t let him find you, whatever you do.”
Jiang Fan immediately pulled Yu Peiyuan out.
He thanked Bi Luo again: “Thank you, Sister Bi, for protecting us.”
That Huang Quan really wasn’t a kind person.
If it weren’t for Bi Luo’s efforts to cover up, he’d be in trouble.
Then he rubbed the round head of the little tiger with a smile:
“Little guy, got beaten again, huh?”
The little tiger was so angry it went crazy, struggling to come out and bite Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan found it incredibly amusing and said, “Sister Bi, I’ll take my leave now.”
He reluctantly stole a glance at the Tingxue Sword in the pool.
For now, he couldn’t take it.
Bi Luo urged, “Still thinking about that sword, huh.”
“I’ll find a way to return it to you once the furnace cools down completely.”
Jiang Fan’s eyes lit up and said, “Okay, then we’ll get going.”
He quickly came to the front of the hall.
Bi Luo helped to open the hall doors.
“Turn invisible if you can, and leave quickly…”
Her words suddenly stopped.
Because at the entrance, Huang Quan stood with arms crossed, watching them coldly.
“I knew it, there was a strange blood scent.”
“So, it’s you two!”
Bi Luo’s heart skipped a beat, her face changed drastically, and she said, “Huang Quan, listen to me.”
“This Young Master Jiang means no harm to us.”
“He’s the one who sealed the furnace with that sword; please, spare his life.”
A savage glint appeared in Huang Quan’s eyes.
“Spare him?”