Qitian Yu's heart was filled with embarrassment and annoyance as he cursed Gu Qingluan's ancestors up to the eighteenth generation.
Suddenly, a blade of sound from a qin attacked.
Qitian Yu's movements were sluggish, failing to evade the strike, and he was blown away.
Gu Qingluan retrieved the Heavenly Heart Qin, descending from the roof gracefully like a swift swallow.
"Mother!" Feng Yuanxi rushed towards her, his little face flushed, and his bright eyes sparkled with excitement.
The icy demeanor on Gu Qingluan's face instantly melted into a warm smile. She opened her arms and embraced her son.
"Yuanxi, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Feng Yuanxi shook his head, "No, thanks to Mother's timely arrival. Mother, you're amazing!"
He looked at her with admiration, his eyes gleaming.
Gu Qingluan suppressed a laugh. "Yuanxi is amazing too!"
Mother and son complimented each other, leaving Feng Tianlan on the sidelines.