Feng Wu nodded. "Yes."
Feng Xun paced around the room in frustration.
"We can't let that happen!" He stared at Feng Wu. "You know Boss Jun is the most talented person in history. He's the future of the Junwu Empire! If he loses his cultivation ability…"
Feng Wu said, "I only said it was possible, and that's the worst case scenario. I don't think he'll be so unlucky…"
She didn't sound nervous, but she was more worried than anybody else.
It was all because of her.
If Jun Linyuan hadn't gone to the Zuo family because of her, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
She then thought about Night Owl.
What a relentless man!
He wanted to blow Jun Linyuan up even if the explosion could kill him, too. Feng Wu had never hated anybody so much.
She hated Zuo Qingluan, but she hated Night Owl even more.
She gently dressed Jun Linyuan's wounds and told Feng Xun she needed to make some more pills.
