Jing Yiren thought that it would be best not to tell Lu Ming about this matter.
She could handle this herself, as long as she could deal with this Yue Feng.
Then no one would pose a threat to the Lu Family anymore.
It would be like doing a favor for Lu Ming.
Only, she found that she couldn't win against Yue Feng in a fight, so she would have to find another way to deal with him.
After a few confrontations with him, she realized that although Yue Feng was powerful in close combat, he didn't have much skill in Qinggong.
Even compared to their Uncle Emperor in Luyuan, his skills were nothing impressive.
Jing Yiren chuckled at the thought.
Just then, the door to the bathroom was pushed open.
Lu Ming stood lazily in the doorway, dressed in casual home wear, leaning against the door handle.
He chuckled softly at Jing Yiren who was in the bathtub.
"Why are you taking a bath so early? It's time to eat!"
