"I just told you that Princess Harper could cure Wendy. If you refuse it, I'll immediately give her a reply." Shawn stood up and pretended to leave.

"Wait! Come back! I said that we're just worried!" Travis was so infuriated that his beard stiffened.

"What are you worried about? Do we have anything that Prince Matthew wants? Our military power? Can any military in the world resist the Black Flag Army of three hundred thousand soldiers?" Shawn sarcastically asked.

"Maybe..."

"Wendy?" Father, Wendy cannot even be compared to Princess Harper. If I were Prince Matthew, I wouldn't be interested in any other woman after marrying her." There was even a hint of ridicule in the smile on Shawn's face.

"Is she that good?" Travis was a little unhappy. Except for her weak physical state, he firmly believed that his daughter was adequate, if not acceptable enough!

"Can Wendy rescue Prince Matth

ll threaten or extort us just because she can help us." Hannah sighed.

"I'm just afraid that Matthew has a lot of evil intentions." They had concluded that the one who Travis was worried about was Matthew. He looked daunting, cold, and unreasonable. On top of that, he had a reputation for being manipulative. No one could be in comparison with him. But Harper could walk with him and not be intimidated, so there was no other explanation except that she was cunning as well. Travis was just afraid that in the future, his two children would be willing to gladly help the couple even if they got hurt.

"Alas. Why isn't our son as cunning as Zack?" With their current situation, Travis couldn't help but envy Franklin very much.

"Who called him 'Little Fox' a few days ago?" Hannah asked with a smile.

Travis lightly scratched his nose and said, "The Bu Clan indeed has a group of cunning foxes!"