Ah Leng was also a smart person. When he saw Feng Chuge and Di Juechen's expressions, he guessed that something was wrong.
"Monarch, miss, could it be that Madam Yan…"
However, before Ah Leng could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Feng Chu Ge's clear voice. "Uncle Leng, let's go."
Di Juechen had always addressed Ah Leng as Uncle Leng, and Feng Chuge followed suit. Moreover, Ah Leng had always been the closest person to Di Juechen, so it wasn't an exaggeration to call him that.
When Ah Leng heard how Feng Chuge addressed him, he was slightly stunned. Then, a smile appeared in his turbid eyes. "Alright, let's go."
Ah Leng turned around and was about to lead the way. He moved twice, but turned his body around again. "Miss, you don't have to worry. No matter what happens, Ah Leng is here to help."
Feng Chuge only nodded slightly when he heard that.
Along the way, Di Juechen held Feng Chuge's hand tightly.