"The Demonic Saintess was severely injured by the Black Market's master... how could this be..."
Zhang Ruochen's countenance was changed, and his usually unperturbed heart was upset.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Ruochen turned around and walked towards the gate, under the Red Wish Emissary's surprised gaze. His feet were flying as he rushed out of Sacred Willow Hall in a flash.
What did he want to do?
The Red Wish Emissary knitted her brows, and then she turned into a flash of red light. She chased Zhang Ruochen and stopped him. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"I have to go out."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were distant, as if something was on his mind.
His exit from Red Willow Heights was certainly related to the Demonic Saintess. He was too obviously nervous to hide it.