Although Xu Lao Ying sincerely did not want to have any connection with Zhen Ping'er, he could not pretend to be deaf and dumb since she had saved Kaba.
"This time, the robbery of the Zhen Clan's caravan was all my fault. Thank you, Madam, for being willing to treat Kaba. I will take responsibility for the loss of the caravan and the medicinal herbs."
Zhen Ping'er looked at Xu Lao Ying, who had a very official demeanor, and could not suppress the disappointment in her heart. She turned her head away: "Kaba fought for the Zhen Clan's caravan and was gravely injured on the verge of death. Helping is what should be done..."
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved Zhen Ping'er felt. She fiercely turned her head back, shedding a string of clear tears: "Do you think Ping'er would say such things!?"
Xu Lao Ying, who had already planned to praise Zhen Ping'er a bit, was interrupted by this sudden turn.
