Lu Qiao gritted his teeth, silently listening to Wen Zao's complaints. He admitted that, in this regard, he indeed had neglected. Initially, he only viewed Ye Xixi's training with a slight curiosity and playful mindset, convinced that she wouldn't last two days before yelling to give up.
But the more it came to the end, witnessing her extraordinary talent and perseverance, Lu Qiao increasingly looked at her with new regard and wished to unleash her infinite potential.
Thinking that if trained well, she could become the finest assassin.
However, Wen Zao was right. If Ye Xixi were replaced by Lu Rongrong, would he be willing to let her endure such hardships?
Certainly, Lu Qiao did not recognize this mindset.
Wen Zao tiredly rubbed his brow, his voice somewhat hoarse: "Put her on the connecting flight, I'll personally escort her back to A City..."
"Wen Zao!" Lu Qiao quickly stopped him: "Everything Xixi has done is just to prove she has the capability to stay in Italy..."
