"Lord Fuli, sorry..."
The black business car returned to Changxi Town, Lin Ying gently stroked Lord Fuli's silky fur on his back and softly apologized.
Originally, they agreed to celebrate after the matter was settled, but now, even though it was done.
The wrong person handled it, and although Grandmaster Lin's injury might not be too serious, she also needed to be at the hospital to watch over him.
"It's no big deal, no big deal..." Lord Fuli waved his hand and looked at Lin Ying, saying, "Going to the hospital is the right thing to do. It's best that when you arrive there later, have a good talk with your grand-uncle."
"Even if you've used Longevity Club hormones, you can't cause such trouble. This time, it's just that we don't want to make a big deal out of it, but if it were on land, his head would definitely be sharpened by us."
Lord Fuli gulped down the iced cola, waved at Lin Ying, then opened the automatic door and ran outside the car.
