"Ge'er, don't scare me!" A voice, pleasant yet faintly trembling, appeared beside Mu Qingge's ear from behind.
The familiar embrace stirred a sense of apology in Mu Qingge's heart.
At this moment, she saw clearly that the people kneeling all over the hall were Demon Guards. Leading them were Gu Ya and Gu Ye. Without asking, she could guess that her sudden disappearance had made Si Mo extremely anxious, prompting him to order the Demon Guards to find her whereabouts.
And Gu Ya and Gu Ye knew about her space, so they must have explained a bit.
At this time, she came back, and the man behind her finally felt completely at ease.
Mu Qingge turned around and looked at Si Mo, who was now dressed. His ink-black hair had yet to be tied up and was casually draped over his shoulders and back.
This version of Si Mo added a hint of handsomeness, with a tad less coldness.
