What Fear

"Is your Master someone who is afraid of trouble?"

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, leaning against the carriage and sitting lazily, while one hand was protecting her stomach, saying, "If someone else sends themselves to the door to die, you are just giving him a ride and following his wishes. Aas the saying goes, if people don't offend me, I don't offend them, and if they do offend me why should I hold back? Besides, it's not like you can't beat them."

Listening to her careless words, Leng Shuang's expression softened. She was also not a person who could speak well, seeing that her Master did not blame her, she no longer dawdled on it.

"Leng Shuang, you siblings have also followed me for so many years, am I not surrounded by outstanding men and women, do you two not have eyes for any of them?" Feng Jiu's eyes with a smile looked towards Leng Shuang with a look of anticipation.