C87 The Male Pet

"Do you really have the nerve to say that? Do you need me to count how many people you've killed? And now you're preaching about peace?" Tang Feixue frowned, unsure of what Peng Yunfang was trying to achieve.

"Oh, let's not dwell on the past. It's really nothing. Aren't you heading back to the Ebon Hand? Give me a ride, won't you?" Peng Yunfang said with a smile