The air stilled.
Sima Yingjun dared not mutter a single word of refusal, hastily getting up to follow.
Zhuge Xianjing's face only displayed a moment of astonishment, but she still bowed her fists and said, "Regardless, I, Zhuge Xianjing, am thankful for the senior's chivalrous intervention."
She did not pester by following after.
Glancing at the broken tables and chairs around her, "Don't look so glum, I'll compensate."
"Miss Zhuge is indeed generous," the housekeeper of Fairy Crane Tower quickly said with an apologetic smile.
At this time, members of the Zhuge family quickly stepped forward.
"Are you alright, Third Sister?"
A brawny man carrying a meteor hammer looked extremely fierce.
"I'm fine, luckily I was saved by a senior just now," Zhuge Xianjing truthfully said.