An Zhifeng looked at the An Family and sighed. In the end, it was their inability that prevented them from protecting the family well. Otherwise, they wouldn't have to stay in this place, cautiously unable to go out.
Feeling frustrated, he ruffled his hair. An Zhifeng was quite depressed. They had trained diligently for a year and a half, yet their strength hadn't advanced at all. Why on earth was this?
"Ah Feng, I admire your thoughtfulness," Old Lady An smiled lovingly. "Did you buy fresh vegetables again today? I'll personally cook tonight and prepare a nice meal for everyone!"
An Zhifeng immediately shook his head vigorously, like a rattle, "That's a big no! We are over a hundred people here; if you get tired out, Miss might chop me up!"
As his words fell, a gentle breeze blew in, carrying a pleasant laugh.
"Ah Feng, what are you saying behind my back?"
