Junze's expression remained unchanged. "I can't control who goes out of the entire base."

He was referring to the Xia Dynasty.

"Oh~ So you're quite principled." Xia Fengying praised him with a half-hearted smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. He moved his hand holding the stick and took another step forward towards Junze.

Feng Guang realized that her brother was about to fight with Jun Ze again. Just as Xia Fengying swung the stick, Feng Guang rushed over and stood in front of Jun Ze. The stick stopped when it was only a few centimeters away from her head.

"Xia, Feng, Guang!" Xia Fengying almost gritted her teeth as she called out the name, "Aren't you afraid I'll hit you if you suddenly rush out like that!?"

If he had stopped even a fraction of a second later, Feng Guang's fragile head would have bled.

Feng Guang, hands on his hips, said, "You've never hit me since we were kids. You dare to hit me? Try it!"

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?!" Xia Fengying threw away the stick, walked over, and used his height advantage to look down at her for a while.

Despite her short stature, Fengguang's arrogance inexplicably diminished. She forced herself to speak, "Xia Fengying, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're taller than me?"

Xia Fengying was ten years older than Fengguang. In Fengguang's memory, her older brother had always bullied her. She liked cute dolls, so he threw them all away and then mischievously covered her room with horror movie posters. She liked sweets, so he would always eat all the sweets in the refrigerator before she did. What was even worse was that, because Xia Chao and his wife were busy, when Fengguang was three years old, it was this guy who took her to bathe. Even if she wanted to resist, she couldn't, because he would throw her into the bathtub without hesitation. Although Xia Chao later hired a nanny to take care of Fengguang after her fierce protests, Fengguang seemed to be forever stuck at the age of three in Xia Fengying's memory. He would always call her "flat-chested" with disdain.

For example, right now.

Xia Fengying placed his hand on Feng Guang's waist and lifted her up, startling her so much that she could only grab his hand and scream, "Xia Fengying, what are you doing!"

That's how he threw her into the bathtub back then; she's traumatized by it!

Xia Fengying clicked her tongue in disdain, "Flat-chested, still haven't gained any weight."

"What does it matter to you whether I gain weight or not!?"

"Xia Fengguang, even I wouldn't be interested in someone like you. Do you think Junze would even be interested in you?"

Junze paused, suddenly brought up.

Feng Guang kicked Xia Fengying in the stomach with her dangling foot, saying, "I don't need him to like me!"

Xia Fengxiang, who had been attacked, felt no pain at all. He even turned her around again while holding her up. Her face turned even paler with fright. "Look at you, you coward. If you don't need him to like you, then why were you in such a hurry to rush out and save people?"

"Are you stupid?" Feng Guang wanted to kick him again. "If Dad finds out you fought with him, you'll be locked up again!"

Xia Fengying was taken aback for a moment, her lips twitched slightly, but she quickly reverted to a disgusted smile. "Oh dear, Xia Fengguang cares about me so much, shouldn't I be happy?"

What Feng Guang disliked most was his nonchalant attitude and his habit of lifting her up from time to time. She glared at him fiercely, "Xia Fengying, you big idiot with a screw loose!"