Fortunately, I arrived just in time, or else I would have one less lovely little wife.
In a corner, Lin Yi tenderly wiped the stains off Ying Qi's mask.
After the fierce fight, the mask on Ying Qi's face had started to come loose and blur, with sweat long seeping through the gaps.
Lin Yi felt endless pity as he turned Ying Qi's back to the Gongsun Mo and others, then gently proceeded to remove her mask.
"Is this really okay, Master Lin?" Ying Qi grabbed Lin Yi's hand, worrying that if someone saw, it would be impossible to explain.
But Lin Yi firmly looked at Ying Qi and continued to help her remove the mask.
"Don't worry, with me here, that old eunuch won't be leaving alive."
With Lin Yi's assurance, Ying Qi calmed down and quietly waited for him to take off the mask.
In just a moment, Lin Yi easily removed the mask, and upon seeing Ying Qi's face flushed from restraint, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
