Bai Zhi'er clapped her small hands, her eyes sparkling, and applauded, "Brother Fu Ce, you're amazing!"
Chu Ping proudly puffed out his chest.
"Of course, our Marquis, even if he doesn't eat much, his strength is invincible!"
Feng Fuce glanced at him, and Chu Ping chose to shut his mouth.
Silently, he went to carry Xu Lianzhou on his back.
Almost every bone and muscle in Xu Lianzhou's body had been broken.
Bai Zhi'er tilted her small face upwards, her smile gradually fading.
Her large eyes were filled with worry.
She kept asking, "Uncle, does it hurt?"
Xu Lianzhou's blood dripped gradually from his body.
Yet, a gentle smile he had never shown before appeared on his face.
"Zhi'er, don't be afraid, I'm not in that much pain. A few days of rest and I'll definitely be fine."
After the group left Zheng Residence, Bai Zhi'er was picked up by Feng Fuce first and placed into the carriage.
Then, he turned his head to look at Xu Lianzhou lying on Chu Ping's shoulder.