By the time the sun set in the west, Wei Xuanfeng and Jiao Xiaoxiao still had not waited for Fox Murong to return.
"Forget it. We won't wait for her. Little Junior Sister, let's go."
Wei Xuanfeng took Jiao Xiaoxiao's small hand and said.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I'm still a little worried about Eldest Senior Sister," Jiao Xiaoxiao said hesitantly. "How about it, Eldest Senior Brother? Why don't the two of us go look for Eldest Senior Sister?"
"Forget it. Every family has a sutra that's hard to chant." Wei Xuanfeng shook his head. "If she needs us, she'll naturally open her mouth and ask for help."
"Oh..." Jiao Xiaoxiao nodded.
"What's wrong? You didn't have fun?"
"No."
"Then what is it? Why so gloomy?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, I feel like..."
"Feel like what?"
"I feel like Eldest Senior Brother is a little cold, and doesn't care about Eldest Senior Sister at all..."
Hearing this, Wei Xuanfeng was slightly taken aback.
Cold?
Perhaps.
His personality had always been one that pursued benefit and avoided harm to the extreme.
Fox Murong clearly had trouble, yet he had no desire at all to get involved.
After all...
Helping her would bring him no benefit whatsoever.
"Xiaoxiao, you're right." Wei Xuanfeng smiled, rubbed her little head, and said, "All the troubles in this world come from 'what the hell does it have to do with me' and 'what the hell does it have to do with you.' Remember this: no matter what kind of age you live in, if you want to live long, respect other people's fates and let go of the urge to help."
"But... aren't you good friends?" Jiao Xiaoxiao retorted.
"Friends..."
Wei Xuanfeng fell silent.
Did he and Fox Murong count as friends?
Perhaps they did.
But because of