Fan Lingtian was practicing slow Tai Chi, not the kind where the ethereal old men in movies could knock people over in minutes, but simply basic movements to unblock the circulation.
He couldn't help but be a little startled when he heard Xiaofan's request. This kid came to him out of nowhere for something like this.
"You wouldn't be looking for an excuse to intentionally get close to Zuimo, would you?"
Fan Lingtian's suspicion wasn't without reason. This kid had a track record, and who knew what mischievous ideas he was up to now.
The relationship between him and Shen Zuimo was ambiguous, and everyone knew why he kept approaching her again and again. However, at this moment, Xiaofan intended to put his personal feelings aside. If he couldn't ensure his own safety first, what future would there be for personal feelings?
