"Tsk, so they left so quickly?"
Lin Changhong watched Zui Yifeng and his men leave, clicking his tongue lightly.
They came in such a hurry and left just as hastily.
But in this place, what did they gain? Just a ground full of corpses, and weren't they all Zui Yifeng's subordinates?
As for their side, although there were severely injured guards, at least there weren't any real casualties.
"Father, Zimo, you two stay here, I'll go check on the injured guards." He said this, then headed towards the guards.
"Zimo, go see Sangsang."
Lin Baizhong glanced at Sui Zimo, and the two of them walked towards where Lin Caisang was.
…
In the room, Lin Caisang unusually wasn't ordered by Sui Zimo to lie on the bed. Instead, accompanied by Liu Yuyang, she sat on a chair, holding her colored pencils, drawing something.
The door was pushed open, and the two walked in. Lin Caisang didn't lift her head to look at them.
"How's it going?"
Liu Yuyang looked at them and asked.
