Duanmu Ling'er saw Ning Xiaochuan being dragged into a room by Duanmu Ji Shuang and immediately knew things were going badly.
She was just about to rescue Ning Xiaochuan.
"Bang!"
The main doors were smashed apart, shattering into pieces.
Ning Xiaochuan fled the room in a panic, his clothes in disarray. He landed on the ground and shouted, "Run!"
Never before had Ning Xiaochuan been so flustered. It was as if he had encountered a flood or a ferocious beast. With a tap of his toes, he vaulted over the wall and fled.
Duanmu Ji Shuang wore a close-fitting moon-white fur robe that exposed her long neck and a broad expanse of snowy skin at her chest. Standing atop the pavilion, she stared at Duanmu Ling'er and smiled. "That young master's body truly is too perfect. You actually dared let such a fine man appear before me. You were far too careless. Hehe! I am definitely going to compete with you for him."
"Bitch!" Duanmu Ling'er spat coldly before turning and leaving.
Ning Xiaochuan returned to Soaring Qi Pavilion and let out a long breath. He straightened his disheveled robe and tied it securely with his belt.
That had been far too dangerous!
Ning Xiaochuan circulated the Profound Qi within him. Only after it completed eighteen cycles through his body did his boiling blood finally calm.
"Bang!"
Duanmu Ling'er kicked the door open and walked in. She shot Ning Xiaochuan a cold smile and said, "Now you know she is a bitch, right? Still, your performance today was beyond my expectations."
"Is that so?"
Duanmu Ling'er said, "You are the first man Duanmu Ji Shuang has brought into her room who managed to escape. Not bad! I have to look at you in a new light! Now I somewhat believe