Through the rear-view mirror, Zhang Yufeng glanced at An Yiqing with gratitude, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, the pale knuckles betraying her inner excitement.
"Miss, thank you, thank you for continuing the sibling bond between my brother and me!" Zhang Yufeng's voice choked up slightly, showing that even someone as stoic as she had her vulnerabilities.
"Don't say that, I'm still counting on Brother Yusheng to stay healthy so I can be a hands-off manager for a few more years," An Yiqing winked teasingly, a sly smile on her face, "I'll find some time in the next few days to invite Brother Yusheng, Binzi, and Jinglin over to my place to ask their opinions. This matter is entirely voluntary, and even if they don't wish to practice ancient martial arts to prolong their lives, I can still ensure they stay healthy."