Linghe, who had just led Gong Zhiyu and his men to complete their tour of the storeroom, saw Ji Fengyan carrying Linghe and dashed past them. All of them were stunned.
"Miss, she… what happened?" Gong Zhiyu was a little stunned. The speed that Ji Fengyan had ran past them just now was so fast that they could not see clearly unless they had looked closely.
Linghe felt a wave of uneasiness, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm afraid something has happened. Young Master Gong, the tea has been prepared, may I please invite to the front yard to have a drink. I shall leave to take a look…"
"Sure." Gong Zhiyu nodded slightly.
Linghe did not say anything else and immediately ran after Ji Fengyan.
After Linghe had left, Gong Zhiyu was in a hurry to look away as he continued to look in the direction that Ji Fengyan had left.
