An Mingji hurriedly walked to An Feng, squatted down, and held her hands resting on her knees.
"You scared me to death!"
An Feng's complexion was pale, her body increasingly fragile, no longer as robust as before.
She returned An Mingji's grip, looked up, and glanced at Gu Jin who just walked in.
"Jin girl is here too."
Gu Jin nodded at An Feng, scrutinizing her from top to bottom, noticing that her body wasn't completely shrouded in a deathly aura.
Seeing that An Feng was temporarily fine, she breathed a deep sigh of relief.
On the way here, little An had been silent, exuding a dark aura and on the verge of tears, which made her heart ache terribly.
She worried that if something really happened to An Feng, little An would be very upset.
An Feng beckoned to Gu Jin: "Jin girl, come over."
Gu Jin walked towards her, a gentle smile gracing her face: "It's good you're alright."
