Seeing Du Linghan being startled by Sun Zhe to the point of jumping up from her chair, Feng Ling couldn't help but want to laugh, feeling quite relieved in her heart.
In her mind, this Miss Du was probably traumatized by the Pavilion Master.
At this moment, a piercing chill radiated from Du Linghan, instantly filling the entire room.
Feng Ling shivered from the cold and hurriedly hid behind Sun Zhe.
Then they saw Du Linghan reach out and grab, taking a long sword from her Storage Treasure, pointing it at Sun Zhe, and coldly said, "You're here to get treated too?"
Sun Zhe smiled and slowly walked toward her.
Du Linghan trembled with fear, quickly retreating, and the sword in her hand, shining with cold light, dared not thrust forward even a bit.
Sun Zhe stopped and used a finger to push aside her sword, "In my clinic, don't you dare point a sword at people anymore, let it be the last time."
"Miss Du, are you here for treatment?"
