Jiang Ning thought for a moment and asked Gucheng, "What do you think the chances are of getting Gufeng to stay with me?"
Gucheng thought seriously, then shook his head, "I don't know."
"Why do you say that?"
"Generally speaking, it's impossible. However, Gufeng made a mistake and deserved to die originally. Seventh Miss saved him, maybe the General would agree."
"Really?"
Jiang Ning began to calculate in her heart.
Her own martial arts skills were virtually negative, and learning self-protection wasn't an overnight task. Ever since Gucheng had come to her side, her sense of security had increased greatly.
But after all, Gucheng was only one person, and he acted alone like an owl. Even after knowing him for so long, Jiang Ning still felt that she was close yet distant from him, unable to guess his thoughts.
Most importantly, Jiang Ning didn't want him to be too tired.
