The worry in Changping's eyes was genuine; she was truly concerned that Wufu would be targeted by Song Jiaoer and felt a hint of regret for coming upstairs.
Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, Wufu's gaze was filled with warmth. She patted the back of Changping's hand with a smile and said, "Don't worry, do I seem like someone who would be afraid of a little girl?"
"That's true." Changping's furrowed brows relaxed, and she said, "I'm just afraid she'll use her status to pressure you."
"No problem, if I can't offend her, can't I at least avoid her?" If avoiding her failed, then it would be a matter of whose fists were harder and whose destiny was tougher.
Seeing her confidence, Changping couldn't help but smile and said, "If she really goes too far, just have someone come find me. Her mother and my mother have some connections; that's why I'm accompanying her. Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother with her!"
