Why Do You Have to Take Off His Pants？

Hearing what he said, Yun Xi glared at Mu Feichi. Why doesn't he speak properly?

People like him enjoyed adding insult to injury and rubbing salt on people's wounds.

Jiang Qilin didn't care. The military's Young Marshal who is usually so high and mighty is throwing shade at him so childishly. With his tsundere mannerisms, no matter how one looked at it, he didn't seem like the legendary marshal who was known for being ruthless and resolute.

Mu Feichi snorted, turned around, and sat down on the sofa with his long legs crossed. He had an arrogant expression on his face.

"You'd better keep this matter of Yun Xi treating you secret, lest you implicate her in something dangerous. She is treating you, but I don't want her taking any risks."

He'd agreed to let Yun Xi treat Jiang Qilin, but that didn't mean that he could implicate her in his personal battles.

Jiang Qilin nodded. "I understand this. I won't let her suffer any harm."