"Yes, I have." Qiuling raised her head, the look on her face solemn.
Feng Wu sighed inwardly. The girl didn't have to go that far.
Taking a deep breath, Qiuling said in a serious tone, "I want to go wherever Miss Wu goes and be there for you all the time."
Qiuling had been feeling uneasy for months.
Her mistress was making progress at such an unbelievable speed, and growing stronger as one watched. Qiuling knew that if this went on, it would only be a matter of time before she was left so far behind that she wouldn't be able to catch up to Feng Wu even if she ran at full speed.
Qiuling couldn't allow herself to remain so weak.
If she didn't do something about it, she would only humiliate her mistress in the future when she got bullied again.
Qiuling clenched her fists at that thought.
