Brother Jun

Night Owl's face was already red with anger.

Of course, he knew Feng Wu had said that on purpose.

Before he could say anything, Yu Ming bellowed, "Feng Wu, how dare you!"

Feng Wu felt safe with Jun Linyuan around.

She darted a look at Yu Ming, then turned around and tugged at Jun Linyuan's sleeve.

"Your Royal Highness, he's so mean to me!" little Feng Wu complained.

So what if she wasn't a Spiritual Saint? She had a Spiritual Saint behind her.

"Your Royal Highness?" Jun Linyuan frowned.

Feng Wu wondered how else she should address him. Bro?

He would probably smack her.

"Brother Jun!" Feng Wu played along because she wanted to annoy her enemies.

"Brother Jun, they're bullying me!" Feng Wu was indeed a weakling in front of these big shots.

But her greatest strength was her flexibility.

She didn't mind asking for help or admitting her weakness.