"Why wasn't Brother Du with you?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"He was injured and is currently in seclusion healing. Elder Brother Xiang and I came to hunt Magic Lions and harvest some of the tendon sinews from their bodies for his treatment," Feng Ling explained.
"Brother Du was injured? Take me to see him," Lu Xiaotian said.
"Little Sister Feng, this pretty-boy looks trustworthy to you?" Xiang Kuang cast Lu Xiaotian a sidelong glance. "That place is our lair. If we take this brat there and let him learn the way, it'll be hard to find another place to settle afterward."
"Who are you saying can't be trusted?" Ye Ziyu glared at Xiang Kuang.
"Little girl, don't let this pretty boy fool you just because he looks delicate and tender. I've seen eight hundred or a thousand flashy young fellows like him in my time." Xiang Kuang refused to look Lu Xiaotian in the eye.
Lu Xiaotian's forehead throbbed with bulging veins.
"You old man, you certainly don't mince words. Brother Lu only needs to lift one finger to pin you to the ground until you can't move," Ye Ziyu said angrily. "If you weren't a friend of Brother Lu's friend, I'd teach you a proper lesson right now."
Feng Ling watched their reactions from the side and laughed until she shook like a flower-laden branch. Only after a long while did she stop and say, "I can't go on. I haven't run into anything this amusing in years."
"All right, all right. Brother Lu is absolutely trustworthy. Both my husband's and my lives were saved by Brother Lu. How could there be any problem?"
"You can save Little Du and Little Sister Feng, so it seems you do have some ability." After hearing Feng Ling's words, Xiang Kuang no longer