"Brother..."
Looking at Mu Xiaoyao's deliberately stern face, Baili Xia was utterly incredulous: "You... you're really coming with me? Then... then going back afterward?"
But this round trip would take eight or nine hours—was Brother really that magnanimous?
Or perhaps... he was just teasing her all along?
Maybe it was always the plan for him to go with her, wasn't it?
"Uncle asked me to tag along and protect you... and Mr. Nangong," Mu Xiaoyao said flatly, clearing up her doubts.
Baili Xia glanced at him, then at Nangong Xu sitting in the front seat.
"Master... actually, I can protect Master just fine."
"Ahem..." Someone coughed lightly.
Baili Xia pouted and glared at Mu Xiaoyao: "You don't believe in my abilities?"
For heaven's sake, she had trained in martial arts. Protecting Master... shouldn't be too much trouble, right?
At worst, if she couldn't win, she could just run away.
Besides, Master was heading to treat Mr. Bei, not to fight anyone.
