Fang Zhigang quickly came up with a strategy after a whirlwind of thoughts in his head. He forced a stiff smile and reached out to pull Xia Guotian from behind him.
"This young lady, truly impressive skills! I am in awe!" Fang Zhigang clapped his hands with an air of distinction, looking at An Yiqing as if admiring a favored junior, though his attitude was hypocritical.
An Yiqing cast a cold glance at Fang Zhigang, showing no interest in his self-directed drama.
Fang Zhigang suppressed his discontent, and with a twitch of his mouth, signaled to Xia Guotian.
