Zhi'er opened her eyes wide.
"Warning? What did Brother Fu Ce warn her about?"
The young boy looked at her: "As you said, Bai Yanyan has ill intentions, and in my view, she would harm you."
"Everyone in the mortal world fears me like a plague, so I told her to stay away from you."
At this point, under Feng Fuce's long brows, his black eyes were deep and mysterious.
"The infamous reputation of the Xiuluo Guard precedes us, she will fear it, but she probably won't stop. Today, you and your classmates were present, so I didn't act directly."
After all, Zhi'er was having so much fun.
If he spilled blood on the Martial Arts Training Ground, it would leave an indelible shadow on her.
She's the type who gets a little scared at the sight of bloodstains on the ground.
Hearing this, Zhi'er opened her small mouth in a round shape, unable to speak for a long time.
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow: "Scared you?"
He didn't want to say it, fearing she couldn't handle it.
