Lan Zhengqing took several deep breaths, pretending to be in great pain, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression extremely tormented.
"It's okay, sister, I'm really fine. It's just a broken arm..."
"What do you mean just a broken arm?! What kind of talk is that! You are the Water Clan's young master, you are Lan Zhengqing, how can it be as simple as breaking an arm?!"
Lan Yunwei didn't know where the anger came from, but she roared.
Lan Zhengqing knew Lan Yunwei had taken the bait. She believed in his words deeply, and afterward, as long as he guides Lan Yunwei slowly, she definitely won't suspect him.
He smiled proudly in his heart, unintentionally showing off an arrogant expression.
"Sister, I had no choice. These Blood Demon Wolves appeared out of nowhere, and there were simply too many of them. I was no match for them. You know, if there were thousands, I could handle them easily, but there are tens of millions here! I really am... powerless..."
