If Li Chuan really was a fraud, as they said, with not a shred of genuine skill, how could he be so confident, daring to make Madam Patriarch Zhao kneel?
If he couldn't heal her, wouldn't he be digging his own grave?
So these bodyguards' explanations are simply nonsense, only Liu Zihao and Rong Xiaorong, those idiots, would believe it.
She's increasingly unwilling to stay with these fools, it's practically an insult to her intelligence.
"Changting, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave."
Rong Xiaorong shouted from a short distance away at Weng Changting.
Weng Changting's expression was cold, and she replied flatly, "No, I have something to do."
Fei Xiang: "Miss Weng, this is the suburb of Yun City. If you don't come back with us, it's very hard to find a taxi. Plus, it's dangerous to be alone. Tell us if you have anything; we'll help you."
Weng Changting looked at Fei Xiang indifferently, "Danger? Following you is the real danger."
