The man who had just taken a detour towards the back of the bamboo house could only sense the icy and oppressive rage emanating from the shout before he was swept out by a powerful force. Fearful and unable to react, he fell to the ground and fled scrambling.
He had no idea what it was. He didn't even notice the figure in the hot spring, before being yelled at by that mighty pressure. He'd followed the sect master for many years, and this was the first time he'd seen him so angry.
Wanyan Qianhua, who had started all that, was stunned for a moment and blinked a pair of beautiful eyes as she looked at Jun Jueshang whose face was no longer expressionless. She wondered in her heart, Why was he so angry? Even if the person broke in, she should be the one panicking!
Jun Jueshang looked at the woman who was hanging on him with a strained, gloomy face. "How long are you going to hang on me? Don't you see what you look like?"
