"I'm fine, I just had a nightmare and got scared!" Sikong Wuyou's fingers were still pinching her throat under the quilt, and An Ning didn't know what he meant, so naturally, she didn't dare to speak carelessly.
Moreover, Sikong Wuyou is a master, while her father, An Dafu, is just an ordinary person. Even if he knew about her peril, it would only drag him into danger along with her.
"It's good if you're okay. You silly girl, screaming in the middle of the night gave me a fright!" An Dafu breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking about it, he was just crouching on the ladder, leaning over the wall to look outside when a sudden scream almost made him fall off.
Luckily, the key was he held on tight.
Otherwise, if he had fallen, even if he didn't die, he'd be left half-disabled.
"I... I didn't do it on purpose." An Ning was covered in cold sweat, trying to change the subject, "How's it outside? Did you see anything unusual?"
