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"I …"

Jing Jue saw the seriousness in Zhan Xiaolou's eyes and momentarily panicked. Who could tell him what he was doing now?

Of course he wouldn't want to leave with this perverted Chu Mowen.

"Hmm?"

Zhan Xiaolou stared at Jing Jue with a slightly evasive gaze, not allowing him to escape.

"Aiya, are you bored or not? Let me go. I've already said that I will come with you. A simple and crude doctor like you is not fit for me …"

"Second Young Master? What's the matter with you? " Anan was also extremely surprised. Even though she knew that Jing Jue could be stubborn at times, she had not seen this kind of Jing Jue in a long time.

He was like a little kid who had a bad temper with an adult. He clearly knew that his actions were wrong, but in order to verify that the people he cared about didn't care about him as well, he had to be wrong to the end.

"I'll ask you one last time, if you really want to leave with her, then leave, I won't stop you, but in the future, when the poison breaks, don't look for me again, from now on it has nothing to do with whether you live or die, if you don't want to leave with her, you can just turn around and obediently go back to your room, and I'll deal with the rest."

Zhan Xiaolou's gaze was locked onto Jing Jue, and Jing Jue's eyes suddenly turned red. He lowered his head, bit his lips, and softly said, "I'm sorry."

He turned around and left the hall.

"Ai, Zhan'er, don't leave. Did she just threaten you? Don't worry, without her, I'll find you someone with better medical skills …"

"Scram!"

Before Chu Mowen could finish his words, he heard a low roar that suppressed his anger.

"What's with your attitude?"

A few people who were following Chu Xunwen came forward and surrounded Zhan Xiaolou. It seemed as if they were going to beat Zhan Xiaolou up in the next second.

"I say, scram. Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Zhan Xiaolou wasn't threatened at all. On the contrary, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You're courting death!"

The sturdy woman under Chu Xunwen could not endure any longer. Her huge fist smashed down like a hammer. It seemed as if the head of Zhan Xiaolou would be smashed apart in the next second.

Whoosh.

A sharp sound pierced through the air.

The next second, "Ah —"

A wailing scream lingered in every corner of the hall.

Surprisingly, there was a golden feathered arrow stuck in the wrist of the hand that was about to hit the girl. The tail of the arrow was still quivering slightly.

The woman hugged her arms as she cried and turned to look in the direction of the arrow. "Ahhh!"

Then, before she could even turn around, two whizzing sounds came from her calf as she kneeled down in front of Zhan Xiaolou.

Everything happened too quickly, and everyone, including Zhan Xiaolou, was shocked.

Zhan Xiaotao looked at the recalcitrant young man standing by the door. His eyes were brimming with vigor. He put away his bow and arrows and smiled at Zhan Xiaolou.

This smile was like the rays of light reflected off the surface of the ice under the winter sun, brightening up the entire hall, as well as the heart of Zhan Chen Lou.

Zhan Xiaolou shook off the Chu Mu Wen's wrist in his hand and walked towards him.

"Hey, why are you here?"

"I was passing by and heard a sound coming from inside, so I came to take a look."

Zhan Xiaolou was puzzled. There was a medicine store between the main hall and the street outside. The door was tightly locked. Just how much noise could there be inside?

In fact, he had spent the past few days in the yard next to Zhan Xiaolou's, separated from him by a wall. This made his longing for Zhan Xiaolou grow stronger and stronger.

Luckily, she had been right next door. When Chu Mowen and the others came in, Uncle Wen had gone to look for him, and only Uncle Wen knew that he had been next door.