"Wen Qing, I think you should understand better than anyone else that what happened that day is not over."

Wen Qing was stunned, he knew what Nalan Zhenyue said.

He thought about the man in black who cut off his sister's arm day and night and wanted revenge, but if the man in black knew about it, he would be killed before he could grow up.

No matter who it is, no one wants to have an enemy who will grow up. Wen Qing will grow up, so of course the man in black will not allow him to grow up.

Wen Qing nodded slightly and listened to Nalan Zhenyue's words.

The fat man is here.

Fatty didn't know about Nalan Zhenyue's coma. He had been very busy these days. Finally, he had some time, so he hurried over to see her.

As soon as he saw Wen Qing, the fat man frowned, "Why haven't you left yet? I don't think your injury is much better?"

Wen Qing knew that Fatty had helped him when he was injured that day, but Wen Qing's attitude just couldn't get better, so he could only say lukewarmly: "I will stay in Nalan's house for a while."

"Why are you still staying? Why?"

"This has nothing to do with the Third Prince."

"If you say it, it's none of my business. Oh, you're in trouble. You dare to talk to me like this. Are you looking for a beating?" The fat man immediately put his hands on his hips.

Nalan Zhenyue glared at the fat man fiercely, "What are you doing? Do you want to fight? I don't mind if you come to me first, I will make you more comfortable!"

When the fat man heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Xiao Zhenyue, I am joking with him! Look at his small body, I can kill him with just one little finger without me having to use my hands or feet. Hehe, so...

..."

"A little finger?" Nalan Zhenyue raised her eyebrows.

Huo Huo burst out laughing, "Fat man, you don't know, right? Wen Qing is not only a summoner but also a warrior. You can only show off your words now. When the time comes, Wen Qing wants to kill you, don't use your little finger or fingernails."

I can kill you instantly!"

Huo Huo laughed so happily.

When the fat man heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Is everything he said true?" the fat man asked Nalan Zhenyue, but Nalan Zhenyue did not abandon him.

The fat man went to see Wen Qing again.

Wen Qing replied calmly: "No talent, I became a summoner three days ago, and became a warrior yesterday."

The fat man's expression suddenly changed again and again, and several slaves at the door were holding back their laughter.

They knew that His Highness the Third Prince had been hit!

"So what! I--" The fat man said, but he had nothing to say.

A smile flashed across Nalan Zhenyue's lips and she said, "I also want to tell you some news, Fatty. I'm really sorry. I don't know why, but I seem to have become a warrior."

Not only the fat man was stunned, but Wen Qing was also stunned. The servants at the door stared at Nalan Zhenyue and looked at him carefully.

Oh my god, are you really a warrior?

"Hahahahahaha, Fatty, you are the weakest!" Huohuo liked to see Fatty's expression like this.

The fat man made a grimace, "If I didn't lead you to do this, why don't you and I go back to practice?"

The fat man was shocked and hurried back to the palace without saying a few words to Nalan Zhenyue.

Behind him, the fat man remembered again that he was going to send some more medicine to Nalan Zhenyue, but he forgot about it. He asked the slaves who often followed him not to follow him. He planned to send the medicine and think about it when he came back, but
Chapter completed!