“Not fair?” Nangong Liuyun’s red lips raised slightly into a nefariously charming smile. His pair of star-shaped eyes contained an intense killing intent, as he stared at her scornfully with icey cold eyes. “Fair? What kind of thing is that?”
He doted on little Luo Luo because she will be a part of his family. Who needed others to make thoughtless remarks? Was it because these people were tired of living?
Liu Weiming threw at Liu Ruohua a harsh glare and said in a stern voice. “What nonsense are you saying? If it weren’t for his highness Prince Jin lending a hand, we would have already been completely wiped out. You still think that you can take the spoils of war for free?”
Su Luo secretly pondered: This Liu Weiming was actually not so foolish. He was able to *judge the hour and size up the situation*. Also his words left some leeway.