“Didn’t you stutter?” Ye Wanwan asked Feng Xuanyi with a frown.
If Feng Xuanyi wasn’t a stutterer, then why did he pretend to be a stutterer in the Si family? And how could he explain his terrifying martial arts skills?
“I stutter.” Feng Xuanyi looked at Ye Wanwan. “I just cured it. My wage is $50,000 a month as the head captain of the Si family’s hidden guards, so isn’t it easy to cure my stuttering?”
“What about your martial art skills then?” Ye Wanwan asked.
“I’m special and gifted, a rare genius in the world. Plus, I worked hard perseveringly, so I finally became an expert… This is all very reasonable, right?” Feng Xuanyi said after pondering it.
Ye Wanwan’s lips twitched at Feng Xuanyi’s explanation.
Couldn’t he make up a better excuse? Why was it so full of holes…
“Do you think I’m an idiot?” Ye Wanwan was speechless.
“I don’t. I’m telling the truth.” Feng Xuanyi took another drag.
Feng Xuanyi’s expression turned slightly off at Ye Wanwan’s overwhelming suspicion.
Without waiting for Ye Wanwan to say anything more, Feng Xuanyi hastily said, “I’m the head captain of the Si family, I don’t have time to chat with you… I have an ongoing mission still, so I have to go back now… There’s a lot of trouble on the outside lately, so don’t run around needlessly.”
Feng Xuanyi escaped without a trace instantly.
After Feng Xuanyi disappeared into the depths of the forest, he put out his cigarette, a chilly glint in his eyes.
Those three people just now weren’t assassins sent by Si Mingli. They came from the Independent State, and if he was correct, they might be related to that fake Second Miss…
However, Feng Xuanyi still couldn’t figure out how other people knew about Ye Wanwan’s existence.
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