After Yan Wushuang and Zhi Hongyu left, Yu Qingluan turned back around.
Zhou Yu smiled and said:
"Thank you, Princess Qingluan, for rescuing me."
Yu Qingluan, however, remained expressionless.
"I wasn't planning on helping."
"But, you are truly pitifully weak."
"You couldn't even handle those two!"
Hearing this, Zhou Yu was taken aback.
He didn't expect Yu Qingluan to speak so bluntly, with no regard for his dignity.
After regaining his composure, Zhou Yu shook his head with a wry smile.
"If not for being poisoned by the Netherworld Soul-locking Poison, I wouldn't have given those two a second thought."
Upon hearing this, Yu Qingluan furrowed her brows, but said nothing more.
Zhou Yu spoke timely:
"Since Princess Qingluan is here, please come in and have a seat."
"There are some matters I'd like to consult you on."
At his words, Yu Qingluan did not stand on ceremony. With a flash, she was beside Zhou Yu, striding inside.
Zhou Yu and Shen Yin followed her in.
