Luo Fubang had heard she'd run into a bit of trouble at the Drunken Immortal, so he had rushed over immediately.
"I'm fine, really."
"Really?"
Luo Fubang couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "That kid repeatedly warned me before he left. He said I had to take good care of you, that not even a single hair on your head could be harmed."
Song Lianhe didn't quite hear him. "What did you say?"
Luo Fubang grumbled back, "Nothing."
'To think that he, the magnificent King of Sui Bei, had been reduced to babysitting a little girl!'
"Oh, right, Old Man Luo, I actually have something to discuss with you."
Song Lianhe told him about her encounter with Kui Lang, then said, "The warhorses from Wu Qi Country are the best of the best. If Prince Yongdong isn't fortunate enough to get them, then we should make a move!"
In the past, Luo Fubang would have definitely said she was daydreaming and talking nonsense.
'The Genosa River? What kind of place was that?'
