Tang Qingxue took a deep breath, glanced at Ah Qian, and said, "Get out of the car."
Ah Qian nodded silently, unfastened her seatbelt, and followed behind Tang Qingxue toward the hall.
The atmosphere today seemed especially solemn and cold. For no reason, a lot of soldiers had appeared at the main entrance, all armed to the teeth. These were all Yeh Sha's trusted aides. With them here, it meant Yeh Sha was here too.
Tang Qingxue turned back to look at Jialan. "Did something happen?"
Jialan's gaze was fixed on the very obvious bloodstains on Tang Qingxue's body, his brows furrowed tight. This time the matter was far too serious; he didn't even know how to start. He silently shook his head. "You'll know once you go in yourself, Miss."
