On the other side, in the guest room, Ye Feifei was sitting on the bed with her chin in one hand in deep contemplation. Ever since Leng Shuang told her about Feng Jiu yesterday, she had been thinking about whether or not she could use her power to help her deal with those things.
If it was by herself, there was no way she could do it, but if Feng Jiu and the others were to help, those things in her family would be just a matter of lifting their hands to them, of course, provided that Feng Jiu was really as powerful as Leng Shuang had said.
Only, if she told those things about her family, would Feng Jiu and the others believe it? Would they help her?
Just as she was entangled here, over at the main courtyard, Du Fan walked in, and when he saw the two people sitting in the courtyard, he was surprised that Xuanyuan Mo Ze's hand was actually bandaged with injuries. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, but he still did not remove his gaze but immediately shifted to Feng Jiu.
