There was a loud thud.
Prince Yexuan struck out his palm, fast as lightning.
Completely... hmm, completely devoid of humanity, he hit Ye Qingying so hard that she coughed up blood and fell unconscious.
Everyone was stunned; nobody expected the Prince to strike so fiercely upon his return.
But then again, this seemed, perhaps, the most direct method...
Still, someone was going to be heartbroken.
"Master!" Chu Qianli struggled free from Feng Jinrui's restraint and rushed over, trying to help Ye Qingying, who had fallen to the ground.
But before her hand could touch Ye Qingying, she was yanked back by the man behind her.
"Let me go! I need to check his injuries!" she said urgently.
Feng Yexuan's face was expressionless: "Liujin!"
Liujin arrived swiftly.
Feng Yexuan pulled Chu Qianli, intending to leave.