C989 During the War

Qingyang rushed over, nearly skidding to a stop in front of Ruan Qingge.

"Why so frantic? Is it a letter from Rongjuan?"

"Yes!" Qingyang, breathless, handed the letter to Ruan Qingge but showed no sign of leaving.

Qingyang was never one to disregard protocol, but the letter was stained with dried blood. "Is Summoning Spirit hurt?" she wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought