Jiang Kechu slightly furrowed his brows when Wan Chu'er shrank behind him. Why would Chuchu be afraid of the old master? This thought swiftly flashed through his mind.
He turned around intending to comfort Wan Chu'er with a few words, but then he saw Wan Chu'er's eyes staring blankly, as if she had been electrocuted, her body twitching slightly. He was greatly alarmed and was about to ask her what was wrong when Wan Chu'er returned to normal.
Wan Chu'er looked down and saw the gown on her body, touching Jiang Kechu's crisp military uniform, she took a deep breath in relief, finally returned to her own body after being in a dissociated state.
But what about the other soul inside her body?
Before she could ponder further, she saw a table of people and Jiang Kechu's concerned gaze looking at her.
Now was not the time to think. Wan Chu'er smiled, walked out confidently, and approached Old Sir Zhong, intimately hooking her arm around the old man's arm and coyly said: