Starting Off Survival With A Small Treehouse

”Oh, okay.” Lou Fei’Er swiped her right hand across her waist, and a gleam of cold light cut through, severing the ropes that fell to the ground.

Le Youfang realized they knew he was awake and awkwardly lifted his head: ”Um, hello, I... Holy crap! Aren’t you... Xu Feng, bro? Wait, you’re Xu Xin, the big shot?”

Le Youfang was dumbfounded the moment he saw Xu Xin. Immediately, he pushed himself off the wolf’s back, eyes wide open.

His impression of Xu Xin’s face was deep, given that Xu Xin was the first person he met in this world, and the only person he’d seen until Lou Fei’Er arrived today; coupled with Xu Xin’s memorable face, his impression was indeed deep-set.

No wonder the voice seemed familiar earlier!

”Haven’t you been disparaging outsiders in the district channel? Why call him a big shot now?” Lou Fei’Er stood half a step behind Xu Xin, looking at Le Youfang with a hint of sarcasm. She had long disliked his inflammatory behavior in the district channel.

”Ah, Zhang Daoguang gave me resources to do that.” Le Youfang scratched his head, ”I was originally quite friendly to outsiders; Xu Feng, um no, Xu Xin knows my previous attitude.”