Ju Nanyi hurried over and heard the Eldest Madam Zong shrieking hysterically. As his brows slightly furrowed, his gaze immediately landed on the figure at the very edge, whose otherworldly presence rendered everything else into nothingness.
She was there? Why was she here? And it seemed that the words of Eldest Madam Zong had sparked a conflict.
In an instant, Ju Nanyi felt a bit hesitant. He had traveled through dust and wind, surely presenting a less than favorable appearance, and after staying in the mountains for so long, he even carried the wild scent of the forests.
However, Ju Nanyi did not leave, standing his ground firmly. While he did not wish to partake in this farce, he stubbornly hoped to witness a certain outcome.
Zheng Nianru glanced at Eldest Madam Zong, who was as intolerant of evil as in her previous life, evident even in the expressions of those around her.
