In the dead of night, Zhao Xiaowan stifled a laugh, listening to the dispute in the second room.
Ban Feng Yi was quietly sobbing in the second room: "Brother, you have to help me with this—I'm really aggrieved."
"Brother, what trouble have you caused again?"
"What do you mean, 'I caused trouble'? I went to fight for him, at a critical moment, I used Thousand Mile In A Step. Was that wrong?
After the battle, he turned his back on me and beat me up again. How unjust can you get?"
"Brother, the Thousand Mile In A Step technique should not be used lightly. If it is not used correctly, it could harm people. Did you inform him beforehand when you used Thousand Mile In A Step?"
"Inform? During battle, there's no time for that! Besides, when I used Thousand Mile In A Step, he got dizzy. Who would have expected that? It shouldn't be blamed on me!"
"This time, it indeed can be blamed on you, brother. What's done is done; don't dwell on it. Go get some rest."
