Mingshu shouted, and the world around her clearly quieted down a lot. The people standing beside her glared at each other, surreptitiously trying to shift the blame.
After what seemed like a long time, the door finally opened, revealing Yue Fuguang's slightly weary face.
When she suddenly met so many expectant faces, she was clearly startled.
People swarmed up to her, a cacophony of voices erupting, "How is it? What exactly is the situation?"
"Is it serious?"
Mingshu's words were stuck in her throat, she didn't have the chance to ask, but the urgency and concern in her eyes were stronger than anyone else's.
Amid the constant questions, Yue Fuguang rubbed her temples, not knowing whom to answer first for a moment.
Her gaze settled on Mingshu, and she finally found a thread to follow, "Come with me for a moment, everyone else please disperse for now."