Lin Qingyuan gritted her teeth in rage and snapped at Lu Liangwei, "Lu Liangwei, is this how you discipline your servants?"
Lu Liangwei snorted. "What's the matter? Do you have a problem with that? But you've obviously misunderstood. Brother He is not a servant; he's my father's personal guard captain. You should be honored that he's willing to help you, yet you refused his help. Sigh, how ridiculous."
As she spoke, she shook her head, then said to Wang He, "Brother He, let's go!"
Feeling a wave of warmth inside, Wang He nodded immediately. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Lin Qingyuan a scare. "We should leave quickly. I feel that that masked man won't give up so easily. He'll definitely come back."
The corners of Lu Liangwei's mouth curved upward. Sure enough, Lin Qingyuan's complexion turned a few shades paler, and she hurriedly grabbed onto Lu Liangwei's arm tightly. "Lu Liangwei, you can't leave an acquaintance behind."
