After entering the door, Nangong Bing was still in the living room working on her files. Seeing Lin Zifeng come back, she finally put aside all her tasks.
"Where did you go?"
Nangong Bing asked with concern.
"Went to deal with some unnecessary troubles," Lin Zifeng replied.
He glanced around the room, relieved that Fang hadn't come home tonight.
"Are you talking about the Heavenly Martial Society?"
Nangong Bing understood the situation Lin Zifeng was currently facing.
She was also worried about tonight.
"Don't worry, they're just nuisances, I've dealt with them. You can rest assured from now on." Lin Zifeng shrugged, walked to the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of drink to start sipping.
"I'm telling you, you need to be truthful with me. I, Nangong Bing, hate being lied to."
Nangong Bing was dissatisfied with Lin Zifeng's attitude, he liked to keep things to himself and not share.
"Who said I'm lying? I'm telling the truth," Lin Zifeng said helplessly.
