The two entered a dressing room, took off their blood-stained clothes, and put on a brand new set of clothes a few minutes later.

"Long Ya, one last thing I want to ask is, why do you want to become a warrior?" Wei Cheng finally asked the doubts in his heart.

"I'm not a warrior, how can I let A-Ling be one?"

Lezheng Longya shrugged helplessly: "Having a powerful father may not be a good thing. Sometimes, you have to bear more things."

"Since Aya wants to become a singer, let her sing and never come into contact with the martial arts world."

At least Aya can still live a worry-free life.

If it weren't for his sister, who would take the time to become a warrior?

People are all fighting, but they also need to have the strength to fight.

If I didn't become a warrior, possess some life-saving means, and see some blood, how could I secure my position as the young master of Lezheng Group?

Although Wei Cheng is a good guy, he is still a bit naive sometimes.
Chapter completed!