The Young Lord of the Dayan Empire (7)
編輯: Henyee Translations
"Why are you so nervous?" Luo Zilin patted Feng Xiaoqi on the head as if he were patting an adorable puppy.
Feng Xiaoqi was on the alert.
"I just wanted to talk to you. Relax." Luo Zilin pointed at the stool in front of him. "Sit."
Feng Xiaoqi didn't want to sit there at all. All he wanted to do was run.
However, Luo Zilin was too powerful for Feng Xiaoqi to handle. With a raise of his brow, Feng Xiaoqi had no choice but to sit down on the stool in front of him. Resting his hands on his knees, he looked both nervous and obedient.
Feng Wu had no idea what Luo Zilin and Feng Xiaoqi were talking about, for all her attention was on the potion in her hand.
Feng Wu had tested the potion and found that it was the right medicine.
Feng Wu looked up through the open window and gave Luo Zilin a suspicious look. This man was quite mysterious.
However, Feng Wu didn't have time for that. Her top priority now was to save her mother.