After Chen Qiao and the others left, the Fang Family, as usual, prepared to enter Qingmu Spiritual Mansion for Cultivation. But it was at this moment that Fang Yuxin's walkie-talkie rang again.
"Miss Fang! Miss Fang! This is Zhou Yan, please hurry to the observation room, it's urgent, please come as soon as possible!"
Zhou Yan's voice was urgent, tinged with panic, and the noisy background noises made one feel tense subconsciously. Fang Yuxin realized something was wrong and quickly replied, "Wait for me, I'll be right there!"
After she spoke, she turned off the walkie-talkie and frowned in an effort to remember. This time... this time... could it be...
She suddenly thought of something and immediately said to her family, "Dad, Mom, Brother, get changed. Something's not right; we might have a fight tonight."
Fang Yuyang noticed her troubled expression and guessed that something was amiss, "Xinxin, what's happening? Is it that dream? Did you dream about today's events?"
