After hearing Shen Feng's words.
Embracing his arm, Zheng Linyi's face turned rosily red. She pouted her lips slightly and said in a voice as low as a mosquito's, "Big brother, as long as you are willing to save my dad, I'll listen to anything you say. I don't dislike you at all! You have a kind of comfortable feeling about you."
Perhaps Shen Feng was a cultivator, and she was a Spirit Storage Body, which might be why she felt a different kind of feeling towards Shen Feng.
It was clear the girl had misunderstood the situation. Just as Shen Feng was about to clarify, Zheng Wanqing spoke with a trace of anger, "You're taking advantage of our misfortune. My sister is still young, how can you make such a demand?"
Shen Feng was annoyed by Zheng Wanqing's attitude and couldn't be bothered to explain anymore, saying, "What requests I make is my business. As for whether you accept them, that's your business—isn't it? Have I forced you to agree?"
