An Jing and the others looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a man dressed as a servant protecting a gentle young gentleman in moon-white elegant clothing, struggling to push through the crowd.
The gentle young gentleman looked very handsome, but his face was too pale, and he was constantly coughing, clearly indicating poor health.
Although Ru Song shouted loudly, no one made way for him. He barely managed to get his young master out of the crowd, then urgently asked, "Young master, are you alright? Young master?"
Oh dear, his master looked as if he was going to die. If he went back like this, he wouldn't be spared a beating from their young mistress.
Before Taoming Ye could speak, Ru Song hurriedly said, "I told you not to come out! The young mistress will definitely skin me alive! Why did you insist on coming yourself?!"
