Zhan Chi turned and also saw the dark, skinny girl. He looked away after just a glance.
Xiang Minghou's dark gaze swept past, not lingering on her for even a second.
Qian Fanji, however, did spare her a couple of glances, his expression cold.
Ye Qianning was very emotional. She strode over and stopped in front of them. When her eyes fell on the scar on Xiang Minghou's face, her nose tingled with the urge to cry.
Xiang Minghou stood with his arms crossed, his eyes still closed in rest.
"Miss, can we help you?" Qian Fanji asked, staring at the young girl who had appeared before them.
"You're blocking the way," Ye Qianning said, her voice choked with emotion.
Zhan Chi subconsciously leaned closer to the door.
"Miss, the hallway is quite wide," Qian Fanji said coldly.
"The hallway is indeed wide, but the path I need to take is through this door."
As soon as she said this, the expressions of all three men changed instantly.
