"Hmph, you little girl have quite the sharp tongue! According to what you said, if I go home and hurt this girl, wouldn't it be heartless?" Old Master Nanfeng glared at An Yiqing as he asked.
An Yiqing chuckled softly, "Old Master Nan, that's your own words, I didn't say anything."
Old Master Nanfeng shot An Yiqing a disgruntled look, then turned to Nan Tian, "You silly girl! How could you not say something when you were hurt? You wait until you're almost dying to tell me? Get going, get back to heal! Just seeing you makes me angry!" With these words, Nanfeng exerted a bit of force, and Nan Tian was uncontrollably pulled into the arms of the Butler, being obediently taken away.
After Nan Tian left, the people around quickly dispersed under Old Master Nanfeng's glare, and the scene once again returned to its lively atmosphere.
Li Yuphei, who had been silently following Old Master Nanfeng, was observing An Yiqing, trying to see something other than indifference in her eyes.
