Worried She Could Be a Target

Yun Xi chuckled softly and squinted her eyes as she stroked Mu Feichi's head just like how she would stroke Great White. There was a sly playfulness in her bright eyes.

"It's impossible that I wouldn't feel distressed for you. Who made you provoke so many enemies? Now that my hands are itchy, I will practice on them first. If they get the better of me, don't I still have Young Commander on my side?"

"With me around, I won't let you fall."

Mu Feichi clasped her wrist, lowered his head, and played with her small hand. He asked casually, "Among so many people, who are you going to go after first?"

Yun Xi was momentarily stunned. She raised her eyes to look at his carefree expression and was determined to follow her original intentions. "The Han family."

Mu Feichi raised his eyebrows, although he seemed to have guessed it. His thin lips curled into a smile, and he asked, "What's the reason?"