She was no stranger to the schemes and infighting between the sons of aristocratic families. Qi Tian had been locked up in the clan since he was a child and was forbidden to go out, so it would be strange if he could make friends. Although he didn't know how he had managed to become the seventh elder, but to have such a status at such a young age, it was naturally even more difficult to make any friends.
Thinking about how she had made so many friends who treated her with sincerity and could live and die with her even though she had been wandering all over the world all these years, Ling Chuxi was secretly glad, but at the same time, she was filled with sympathy for Qi Tian.
However, sympathy was sympathy, but Ling Chuxi was also a little hesitant. She was still a woman disguised as a man, and she had not told Qi Tian her true identity. It was not very good to become sworn brothers like this.
