Annie and Bill wanted to see me?
Guan Ya, who was unfamiliar with both of them, kept her expression unchanged, but Zhang Yuanqing was somewhat surprised. After thinking it over, he said:
"Sure! Please let them in."
Since Fu Qingyang had agreed, refusing now would make it seem like he was deliberately going against his superior. What if Fu Qingyang demanded another sparring match?
I've just advanced to Saint and made a name for myself. It makes sense that Annie and Bill would want to visit me. Zhang Yuanqing silently pulled up the blanket, covering the splint on his leg.
Rabbit Girl bowed and left the room. A moment later, she led two foreigners inside.
The man stood straight and tall, with short light-brown hair and deep, calm eyes. His features were sharply defined, while the fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes spoke of mature experience weathered by time. He was a middle-aged man with considerable charm.
The woman wore a skirt suit: a white blouse and a small blazer, simple and capable business attire. There were no unnecessary accessories on her, yet she was like the most dazzling gemstone.
With blonde hair, blue eyes, exquisite features, and a seductive bearing, even women would have to praise her as a stunning beauty.
"Mr. Yuanshi, I heard you just finished sparring with Elder Fu, and he broke your leg?" Mr. Bill eagerly approached the bedside and offered his condolences.
Rabbit Girl brought over two high-backed chairs and invited the guests to sit.
Who told you that? Was it that trash Fu Qingyang? Zhang Yuanqing grumbled inwardly, then laughed aloud.
"We agreed to fight at the same level, but Elder Fu couldn't beat me and got desperate. He couldn't hold back for a moment and used Sovereign-level power."
Bill