"This is not your style." Xiao Guai looked down on his master.
Jian Xi smiled and responded mentally, "I'm not who I used to be."
"But you shouldn't pretend to be weak. You should fight the enemy head-on!" Xiao Guai said.
"Fool, in times like these, avoid fighting if you can. Women naturally have the edge of appearing delicate!"
"Tsk, this is all because of Nan Mufeng's indulgence!"
"Is it your business if someone pampers me?"
"You're indeed becoming more and more feminine, your feisty trait is getting stronger, this little one yields, goodbye to you!"
Xiao Guai slipped away, Yu Ling continued to look at Jian Xi with curiosity: Her expressions kept changing just now, was she plotting something?
A lean man sat on the sofa, half of his face covered by a silver mask. The part above half of his nose was entirely concealed.
