“Yes, Master.” Zhao Xiaodie walked towards the door, about to lock it when suddenly, with a loud bang, the door was kicked open from the outside.

A handsome face appeared at the doorway—Ye Bufan.

“It’s you! How did you get here?” Zhao Xiaodie was startled by his sudden appearance.

“If I hadn’t come, my good brother would have been harmed by you two wicked bitches.”

Ye Bufan had been prepared. He had placed a Spiritual Consciousness mark on Gao ...