The Concealed Room and Mutated Plum Blossom Tree

Chu Chu's bright and moist red phoenix eyes gleamed as she ordered Wang Yan, "You're right. Carry her. We're leaving."

Wang Yan heaved a sigh of relief. She was afraid of Chuchu acting in anger. If Qin Hanyu were to arrive, she could not ensure that both of them would be safe. After all, the seemingly soft and gentle man was in fact more heartless and emotionless than anyone.

Wang Yan nimbly carried Qin Yi on her back and left with Chuchu.

Inside the discussion room, Chuchu quickly turned the tiger head on Lin Hai's seat that opened a secret entrance. Chuchu walked down and when she saw that Wang Yan was not following, she berated, "What're you doing? Why aren't you keeping up?"

Wang Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hesitated. "My lady, this isn't too good. Isn't inside the..."