Suspicion
編輯: Atlas Studios
At dusk, Chen Huan and the others dragged their exhausted bodies back to the City Lord Residence.
Xiao Tasha, in particular, was so pale that she could barely stand up. Half of her body was leaning against Chen Huan, and she was almost dragged back to the courtyard.
"Immortals, what ha…?" The servant in charge of the guest courtyard was surprised to see this. "Shall I report this to the steward?"
"No need." Chen Huan did not look too good either. He took a quick breath and said, "We just took a long walk today, so it's not a big deal. And please prepare some water for us to wash up. Oh yes, where's Junior Brother Pei?"
The commotion caused by their return was not small. If a mortal like a servant in charge of the guest courtyard was alerted, it was impossible for a cultivator like Pei Ling to be unaware of it.
Yet, he had not shown up until now. There was no way he was still sleeping?