"What… are you doing?" Ye Qiu couldn't understand and asked.
Lian Feng smiled without saying anything. However, one could tell from her eyes that there was a naughty smile. After a while, she said, "Nothing. I just want to beat her up."
Hearing this, Ye Qiu sweated. "Haha, well done!" He couldn't say that he agreed. He could only say that he agreed very much.
Ye Qiu expressed that Lian Feng's actions were indeed worthy of being his little wife. She understood him too well.
Poor Little Qingzhu. She would probably be autistic for a period of time when she returned, so much so that she would start to doubt life.
Indeed, her journey had been too smooth. If she didn't beat her up, she might lose herself in her strength and lose her motivation to continue rising. In this era, calamities were endless. People were not afraid of death, but of being too comfortable.
Once you were comfortable, you would no longer think about climbing higher mountains.