Upon seeing Ji Xingyun's actions, Lu Tianxing couldn't help but have a black line appear on his face. Damn, was he that unwelcome?
What did that gesture mean, shooing away flies?
Lu Tianxing chuckled bitterly and said, "Mr. Ji, if it wasn't necessary, I really wouldn't want to come to Beijing. After all, who wants to breathe smog all day and wear a mask when going out?"
Lu Tianxing was telling the truth. If it weren't for Tang Qingyun and the Yang Family provoking him repeatedly in Beijing and scheming against him, if it weren't for these issues, while he wouldn't say he'd never step into Beijing again in his life, he could say the times he'd step into Beijing would be few and far between.
After hearing Lu Tianxing's words, Ji Xingyun nodded in agreement. There's an old saying, when you're in the martial world, you can't always do as you wish. Some things aren't the way you want them to be.
