When Gu Yundong and Duan Wen reached the hall, they heard Duan Wen's sweet voice. "Young Master Dou has a lot of work to do every day. It's been hard on you. This is the chicken soup I specially made. Young Master Dou, try it."
Gu Yundong wanted to laugh. She leaned against the door frame behind her and stuck out her forehead a little.
Shao Qingyuan stood behind her and pulled her slightly to prevent her from falling to the ground.
However, not long after, she suddenly felt a sharp and cold gaze behind her.
Shao Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly turned his head and met General Dou's sharp gaze.
He instantly straightened Gu Yundong and turned around with her. He nodded slightly at General Dou. "Lord Dou."
His voice was a little low, so no one in the hall heard him.
General Dou glanced at them and frowned slightly. There was a murderous aura on him.
Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong were very sharp. They could even sense the smell of blood around him.
