Does Your Conscience Not Hurt?

Lying in Murong Huangtang's arms, Nan Ningxin was rather gloomy. She hadn't expected the bracelet to be brought over as well.

Nobody could capture Gu Bailu when she hid in that space.

Nan Ningxin looked at Ah Luo. "Brother, catch her maid, and she'll come out soon."

To please her, the people around her had already flown over to Ah Luo when Nan Ningxin spoke.

Frowning, Ah Luo stood up. The bracelet glittered in midair, and she wondered what to do next.

"Run, Ah Luo!" Gu Bailu's voice echoed next to her ears.

Ah Luo leapt and dashed off, only to be surrounded by a bunch of people.

She launched a halo with all her spiritual power to cage them in before she ran off quickly.

She always listened to instructions.

"Catch her. Don't let her run off. Activate the barrier of the Murong family," a white-haired old man said in a steady voice.

Immense spiritual power could be sensed around him, which made him fearsome.