Leaving Zhu Ju's room, Ming Nianwei returned to her own quarters, her heart pounding with fear.
The once quiet and peaceful Zhu Mansion now seemed like a gigantic cage in her eyes.
'This won't do!'
Her eyes narrowed as Ming Nianwei quickly packed her belongings.
'I can't just sit here and wait for death. I have to leave this place as soon as possible, get far, far away from... that old monster.'
Although Zhu Ju had said it would be impossible, she had to try no matter what.
"Miss Ming."
Just then, a cold, emotionless voice came from outside the door, freezing Ming Nianwei in place.
Her body stiffened, and she turned around slowly.
"Mok Ying?"
"What is it?"
"Master said his time is short and he can no longer offer me his protection, so he has bestowed me upon Miss Ming." Mok Ying's voice was cold and indifferent, as placid as a frozen lake.
"From this day forward, I will obey Master's command and remain by Miss Ming's side, not leaving her for a single step."
