When he got to this point, the Head of the Fu family suddenly had a solid tone, turned his head to look at Fu Xiyan definitively, and continued, "In the training camp, they are all your capable subordinates, and you don't want them to be hurt by Fu Wangchan, right?"
Fu Xiyan listened and sneered coldly, "You just keep protecting him."
"What are you talking about? How am I protecting him? I'm just concerned about your people," the Head of the Fu family said, taking a few steps forward and sitting next to Fu Xiyan, "Did you really close the training camp for him?"
"No, it hasn't been closed."
Someone answered the question of the Head of the Fu family, but it wasn't Fu Xiyan who replied, it was Fu Yingying.
Upon hearing this voice, the Head of the Fu family stiffened slightly.
He sat rigidly on the sofa for several seconds before turning his head stiffly to look at Fu Yingying, "Yingying... Oh dear, what's happened to your little face."
