Xiao Heng's mouth twitched, the "headshot" their Brother Qi talked about was really about headshots.
Not just empty boasts.
He also wondered if An Ruyi had tofu for brains.
In the past, she deceived Brother Qi about being that purple-eyed girl. If not for Feng Ciye's interference, the punch meant for Feng Ciye back then would have landed on An Ruyi's head!
And now she dares to seek Brother Qi? Isn't she digging her own grave?
Xiao Heng didn't dare bring it up again, quickly changing the topic: "Brother Qi, you've only been in Jiang City for a few days, and those Jiang City elite families are already sending you women. How are you handling them?"
The elite families in Jiang City couldn't figure out what kind of temperament Seventh Master Feng had, or what he liked.
At any rate, they'd heard he was a romantic charmer, so he must like beautiful women.
Sending beauties is a sure thing.
"Same as before, send them back," Feng Huaijin rubbed his forehead, sounding a bit annoyed.
