"Ye Xuan, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
After the battle, Murong Wanwan couldn't wait to run out of the villa to Ye Xuan's side and asked with great concern.
"Of course I'm fine. Who can defeat your brother Ye Xuan? Didn't you see I chased them away?"
Ye Xuan stroked Murong Wanwan's little head and replied with a smile.
"By the way, Ye Xuan, what's going on with you and this old man? Weren't you just fighting?" Murong Wanwan asked curiously.
Just now, they were fighting fiercely, but now they seemed like friends, all amiable, which left her puzzled.
"Well, you see, he was forced into a corner earlier, but we have reconciled now. You can consider him my friend." Ye Xuan said.
"Oh, then I know, Wanwan will treat the old man as an elder." Murong Wanwan smiled sweetly.
Before, she wished Ye Xuan would defeat the disheveled old man, but now that even Ye Xuan called him a friend, she naturally couldn't treat him as an enemy, so treating him as an elder is fine!
