"Mistress! Mistress you are still alive? This is great… really… too great…" Linghe completely broke down when he saw Ji Fengyan. Tears streamed down his face.
The eyes of Zuo Nuo and the rest were also red; a bunch of grown men sobbing uncontrollably.
Looking at Linghe and company crying and sniffling, Ji Fengyan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Where did you get such news? Aren't I standing here all well and good?"
How could I have died?
"As long as you are fine… as long as you are fine… Mistress you are truly fortunate. The gods must be protecting you." Linghe's eyes were red from crying as he nodded vigorously.
Ji Fengyan couldn't help smiling as she shook her head. Her gaze suddenly landed on the pale face of Ji Qingshang.
Ji Qingshang never expected Ji Fengyan to still be alive. Having been spotted by her, Ji Qingshang's already pale face lost all color.
