Xuan Chu was momentarily speechless. Although he still couldn't fully empathize with Yun Ran's situation, he was genuinely a bit angry just now.
Now, as Yun Ran looked at him with a half-smiling expression, Xuan Chu decisively chose silence as a golden option.
When it came to action, Yun Ran truly used pressure tactics; now the pent-up annoyance had finally shifted away.
Feeling better, Yun Ran tidied her clothes, hummed a tune, and turned to walk out of the ancestral hall intending to check out the surroundings nearby.
Until Yun Ran's figure vanished, no one dared stop her.
Ba Ji lowered his head, pretending to be intent on looking at the tip of his shoe, forcibly treating himself as an outsider.
Xuan Chu took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration Yun Ran had transferred onto him, only then did he rub the places on his body where Yun Ran had hit him painfully.
