Chu Ping moved step by step next to Feng Fuce.
He observed the Marquis' expression.
Suddenly, he clicked his tongue with emotion, "Marquis, it seems you quite enjoy the feeling of doing good deeds, don't you?"
The smile in Feng Fuce's eyes suddenly disappeared.
He turned his head, looking coldly at Chu Ping.
"Too noisy." Feng Fuce only scolded with two words.
Upon hearing this, Chu Ping knew he wasn't really angry.
"Marquis, not to mention you, I was very happy to see the Princess cry tears of joy,"
Chu Ping said emotionally, "In the past, during house raids, all I heard were sounds of fear and terror."
"But this time, for the first time, someone held my hand and called me a great benefactor!"
"This feeling, wonderful, truly wonderful! Marquis, when will we do such good deeds again?"
Feng Fuce withdrew his gaze and looked at Bai Zhi'er again.
The little girl was surrounded by those she rescued, her face flushed, and her smile sweet and adorable.
