"Don't worry, father. If you are not at home, my brothers and I will definitely protect our Lin family." Lin Chengzhi stood up and said.
"Um."
Lin Boheng nodded with satisfaction. These children were born from the same twin and they were all as close as brothers. They were not like other families who would kill and fight each other. It was precisely because of the good examples set by the elders that the descendants were all well-behaved that his Lin family had such a good reputation in Sanjiang City.
On the other side, Fengjiu returned to the inn and asked Leng Shuang to take a bath and re-bandage the wound to make sure it was healed before letting her have a good rest.
Outside, Xuanyuan Moze was sitting at the table. When he saw her coming out, he poured her a glass of wine. He asked in a low voice, seemingly unintentionally, "Have you always been so attentive to the people around you?"
Hearing this, Fengjiu glanced at him and said, "If others treat me sincerely, I will naturally treat them sincerely. What's so strange about that?" Although Leng Shuang and Leng Hua had only been with her for a short time, she believed that if she was in any danger, they would definitely disregard their own safety.
Rather than saying that the two men treated her as their master, it would be better to say that they treated her as a family member and a backbone. She felt their sincerity, so she would naturally treat them sincerely as well.
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze's deep black pupils flashed a faint light: "So, what I did was not good enough?"
Fengjiu rolled her eyes: "This is different."
"Why is it different?"
Fengjiu just glanced at him with a meaningful look in her eyes, but she didn't say anything else. She just said, "I'm going back to rest and will go to the Lin family early tomorrow morning." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her room.
Watching her enter the room and even close the door, he tapped the table unconsciously with his fingers and asked, "Why is it different?" He glanced at the invisible figure beside him and asked, "Do you know?"
Being swept by the master's gaze, Ying Yi stepped forward with gritted teeth, paused, and said: "I have a little opinion. If it is wrong, I hope the master will not blame me."
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him and said, "Speak."
"yes."
Ying Yi responded, "I don't know what the difference is that Master Jiu is talking about, but I am sure that Master Jiu treats the master differently from others."
"Oh?" His eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Continue."
"Others can't get close to the Ninth Young Master, but the Master can. That's the difference."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze seemed to be deep in thought. He was an insider and didn't really feel any difference. But after Jing Yingyi mentioned it, it seemed that it was really the case.
He calmed down and looked at the shadow who was lowering his head slightly: "You have a lot of experience in this area, but why didn't I see you get close to any woman?"
Hearing this, Ying Yi froze, not knowing how to answer. Fortunately, his master did not wait for his answer. After taking a sip of wine, he got up and went back to the room. When he saw him enter the room, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought to myself: I wonder where that Gray Wolf kid has gone. If he were here, he wouldn't be the one to answer questions like this.
The next morning, Feng Jiu, dressed in red, walked out of the room feeling a little sleepy. Seeing Xuanyuan Moze already sitting by the window, she yawned and walked over.