"Look, elder Ling, my leg hasn't recovered yet. How would I dare to seek revenge from martial uncle Ling?" Zhuo fanglin said miserably.
"Since you're not seeking revenge, why did you bring helpers?" Elder Ling asked Jie Feiying.
"Ah ... My injuries aren't healed either! It hurts, it hurts so much. " Xie Feiying shuddered and her body tilted to the side. She mimicked Zhuo fanglin's fall and fell to the ground, holding her thigh and wailing in pain.
Other people might care that she was elder Xie's only granddaughter and would give her some face, but grandma Ling didn't care. Not to mention her, even if her grandfather came, he would still beat her up if he annoyed her.
