C2057 Cutting off the Shackles

A purple grain flew in from the window, along with a rumbling sound. Ding Yiyi was stunned, "Chu Qing, wait a moment, I'll call you later."

After hanging up the phone, she ran towards the window. In the purple sea of flowers, the figures of the servants were exceptionally clear.

By the time she arrived at the scene, the lavender had been torn off in a large, bare piece