“Benefactors, please leave,” said an elderly nun, lowering her head. “The vicious qi has already entered Young Master Lu’s mind. He has lost his rationality. We fear that he may bring harm to others. Moreover, the two of you have brought a saber and sword, which could serve to exacerbate the situation. Please do not come any closer.”1

Tang Buqi hesitated for a moment. In fact, when he saw Lu Shaoxiong’s bestial appearance, he began reconsidering his actions. It was not that he was afraid, but rather he wanted to figure out what was going on with the young master of the Lu Clan, and he wanted to do so by communicating with him. But with the other party in such a state, how were they to communicate?0

He turned his gaze to Zhao Changhe, wanting to see his opinion, but he was stunned by what he saw.0

Zhao Changhe had unstrapped the saber on his back and held it tightly against his chest. It looked as if he was struggling in a tug-of-war. “Don’t make a mess! Damn it, you’re still shaking? If you shake again, I’ll smack you!”3

However, Dragon Bird only began shaking even more vigorously.0

Tang Buqi: “...”0

Sisi, who was standing beside...1