"Why have you been stirring up trouble lately! This kind of divisiveness is really bad!"
Gu Yifeng moved a stool next to An Ziqing and sat down, casually taking the middle wing from her hand, "My Brother Ling Chuan has left you here neglected for almost half a month! He's having a blast in America, while you're here playing servant to Li Xian!"
"I'm not exactly playing servant! Just look, Li Xian doesn't even bother with me!"
"She thinks you're bedridden after being beaten up! If you didn't have some skills, Li Xian's people would have bullied you ages ago! Ling Chuan hasn't cared for you!"
Actually, Gu Yifeng was right.
Her skills weren't all that great; she had only started training in martial arts about six years ago.
But having seen Ling Chuan practicing since childhood, she picked up things quickly.
Honestly, those two bodyguards of Li Xian are just for show, not useful at all. If they were slightly more skilled and stronger, she'd be no match.
