"Are you going to let go of my hand?"
Fang Qingyuan froze for a second, then sheepishly released Yuan Duo's hand. He had been worried the two women would argue endlessly, and in his haste, he had pulled Yuan Duo aside. Only now did it dawn on him that he might have overstepped his bounds.
Still, as he looked at Yuan Duo, he could tell that despite her harsh tone, she was merely cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Everything she did—from her righteous intervention earlier to her current arrangements—was for Chu Hongshang's sake.
'What a genuine person.'
A moment later, Chu Hongshang pushed herself to her feet and started to walk. However, she had barely taken a step before she staggered.
For a Nascent Soul Cultivator to be unable to control her own body was an exceptionally rare sight, a testament to just how weak Chu Hongshang had become.
