Qu Tan'er was eager to enter but was intercepted by two Shadow Guards guarding the tent.
"What do you think you're doing?" Qu Tan'er asked in a deep voice.
The Soul Separation Flute was tightly clasped in her palm...
"Miss, the Right Protector is currently healing Young Master Sun," a Shadow Guard wiped his sweat and hurriedly explained, "we were instructed... not to disturb them lightly."
"..." Qu Tan'er was about to curse out loud, but upon hearing this, she fell silent instead.
Behind her, a calm voice spoke up, "Let her in."
The speaker was none other than the Supreme Emperor... Mo Yifeng.
After hesitating for a moment, Qu Tan'er, concerned about Mo Liancheng, didn't turn her head and gently lifted the tent curtain to enter.
Inside, on a hastily erected bed covered with some kind of soft fur,
Mo Liancheng was sitting cross-legged, his face pale.
Next to him, an elderly elder was also sitting cross-legged, his hands pressed against Mo Liancheng's shoulders.
