All of the female guests were whispering and peeking at the crown prince, who left while being surrounded by his retinue, when a blood-curdling screech suddenly rang out.
"Save me! Save me!" The quavering voice of a young man travelled over.
"Roar!" A terrifying and deafening roar travelled into the female guests' drawing room immediately after, frightening the madams and young misses into dispersing to the sides.
With a boom, the door to the drawing room crashed onto the floor.
A young man in disorderly clothing scrambled inside and flumped before a missus, reaching forward to grab onto her leg without thinking. "Save me, save me! Save me!"
That missus was frightened by this rash little bastard into retreating backwards repeatedly, in addition to being shamed into anger.
Qiao Mu's small brows jerked slightly when she heard this person's voice.
