As she spoke, Xue Bing's beautiful eyes fell on Lu Tianxing, filled with an undeniable worry. Although she could be a bit impulsive, she wasn't foolish. For Lu Tianxing now, Beijing is a den of dragons and tigers. Tang Qingyun is in Beijing, the Yang Family is also there, and both forces have deadly grudges against Lu Tianxing. They're all waiting for the beginning of next month, when the danger that Lu Tianxing will face is imaginable—it could be said he's going into a situation more deadly than nine chances out of ten.
Upon hearing Xue Bing's words, Lu Tianxing showed a slight smile and reached out to gently touch Xue Bing's face, "Xiao Bing, don't worry. Since I dare to go to Beijing, I'm definitely prepared to handle this. Rest assured, if the Tang Family and Yang Family try anything, I promise they'll come but won't return."
Xue Bing, hearing this, said nothing more but looked at Lu Tianxing and asked, "Tianxing, when do you plan to return to Beijing?"
