Little Snow’s huge figure appeared in front of Chu Yao. A familiar back was standing on top of Little Snow. Chu Yao’s previous anger instantly disappeared, and her tears involuntarily poured out.

“Long Chen!”

Seeing that figure, Chu Yao let out a soft cry.

Long Chen turned back and smiled brightly towards her. With almost a sun-like warmth, he said, “You rest for now. Leave this place to me.”

Chu Yao didn’t have a chance to reply before a woman gently held her hand. “You must be junior sister Chu Yao? Let’s back up a bit and let Long Chen handle this evil woman.”

“Senior sister, you are…?” Chu Yao was a bit flabbergasted. She didn’t recognize this pretty woman.

“You’ll learn everything soon. Come, let’s just watch.” Lu Fang-er felt a bit embarrassed. In front of Long Chen, she didn’t feel any discomfort or restrictiveness, but she still felt a bit of pressure in front of Chu Yao.

It was a good thing that Chu Yao didn’t continue questioning her and just tightly stared at Long Chen.

Atop Little Snow, Long Chen’s hands were clasped behind his back. He looked like a celestial divinity looking down disdainfully on all. His gaze indifferently swept over those distant people, finally landing on a shocked...