"They're just street thugs, the street is chaotic, and not to mention thirty million Federation Coins, even three million would be enough for these dogs to turn on each other."
Li Feng snorted coldly.
"They really think we people from Yan Country are easy targets, eager to take a bite at us without fearing they'll break their teeth."
An Xi looked at Li Feng's disdainful expression, stood up, and walked alongside him, staring at him with burning eyes.
"Young Master, I have some locally recruited bodyguards here who are quite useful."
The scent coming from An Xi was intoxicating, and her fiery figure didn't seem like that of an eighteen-year-old at all, to say nothing of her similarly explosive temper.
"Alright, go prepare."
Upon hearing Li Feng's approval, An Xi excitedly lunged towards him, kissing him on the cheek and then standing up with a flushed face.
"I'll go prepare right away."
