Luo Xusheng arrived at Ling Ruonan's villa at around one o'clock in the middle of the night.
When Luo Xusheng came, Luo Ziling had already been asleep for two hours.
Awoken by the noise, he came out of his room and, upon seeing it was Luo Xusheng who had entered, hurried down to greet him.
"Dad, you're here," Luo Ziling said as he took a closer look at Luo Xusheng's appearance and appeared quite surprised. "Dad, could it be you acted heroically and fought some thugs on the way?"
Luo Xusheng's clothes were dirty and had some tears, his hair was a bit messy—he clearly looked like someone who had been in a fight.
Luo Ziling knew very well what was going on but still put on an expression of great surprise.
"I was ambushed on the way," Luo Xusheng replied flatly. "It was quite a skilled opponent."
"Surely, they were no match for you."
Clearly unwilling to discuss the ambush further, Luo Xusheng shifted the topic to Ling Ruonan's condition.
