"Feeling cheeky for showing up empty-handed?"
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Han Yan'er was stunned and asked in surprise, "Are you trying to loot amidst the chaos?"
Yang Zhen curled his lips and responded, "What do you mean by looting? They swore to come here with the intention of destroying the Tri-Floral Sanctuary."
At this point, a solemn expression appeared on Yang Zhen's face as he stared at Han Yan'er and continued, "Think about it, how much energy have we invested in the Tri-Floral Sanctuary? In our eyes, the Tri-Floral Sanctuary is as precious as our own child. Anyone who dares to touch our child deserves to be killed, I'm already being generous. Are they expecting a bicycle too?"
"Pff!" Han Yan'er's face flushed with anger as she glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Who is your child?"
Yang Zhen chuckled mischievously and blinked, "Don't worry about those details; it's just a metaphor."