Not long after hanging up the phone, Ying appeared in Chu Liyuan's study.
"Ying, I need you from this moment on, whenever I'm not by Jian Jian's side, to never let her out of your sight for even a moment!" Chu Liyuan leaned his body against the desk behind him, hands resting on it, bowing his head slightly, his eyes lifting to Ying filled with deep concern.
Ying had been beside Chu Liyuan for so long, aside from simple matters, what could make him show such an expression at this moment?
"Did something happen?" Even Ying, who usually doesn't talk much, spoke up.
Never had he seen Chu Liyuan so worried before.
"He appeared, he appeared in front of Jian Jian."
"What?" Ying frowned deeply.
Having been by Chu Liyuan's side for years, he knew the evil spirit very well; every appearance of his results in rivers of blood.
"What puzzles me the most is that he didn't do anything to Jian Jian. According to Jian Jian, he even saved her!" Chu Liyuan's mind was racing wildly.
