Jun, the maid, sighed again. She walked forward and bowed, "As you can see, Miss Numing doesn't have a good brain; if I weren't here with her, then she would probably kidnapped by people and used as a sex slave for rich people."
"Hey, what are you talking? I'm..." Feng Numing wanted to speak, but seeing the eyes of Jun, the maid, on her, she got silent and quietly spoke, "I'm just little dumb."
This time, she said quietly, unlike before, but everyone here was Qi Refining Realm Immortal, so they heard it clearly.