"Little Nine, how is it?"
Sitting in the car, listening with a cold expression to the call from Elder Zheng, Bi Xia let out a cold laugh, "Grandpa Zheng, you didn't hold back against your opponents, huh? Because of this, I almost lost two brothers."
Hearing the icy tone in Bi Xia's voice, Elder Zheng knew the matter was serious, especially when he heard that Bi Xia nearly lost people. His first reaction was to stand up abruptly, "What about you, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Bi Xia replied coolly, pausing, her starry eyes half-closed, "but my brothers have serious matters to deal with."
Hearing Bi Xia say she was fine, Elder Zheng sat back down with relief. He slowly said, "Young people, stay calm."
"These days, everything you do comes with risks, whether it's business or something else, not to mention you're doing something so dangerous."
Smiling, Elder Zheng continued, "Well, Little Nine, have you ever thought about disbanding the Nine Pavilion?"
"Oh?"
