After a moment of doubt, Ling Feng scanned with his Divine Sense and discovered that the people standing outside weren't Li Yan or Tian Hao, but two unfamiliar men.
Unsure of their intentions, he stepped outside with Tang Xiaoqian.
When Tang Xiaoqian saw the men outside, she froze for a moment before asking, "What are you doing here?"
"We're here to remind you that winter is approaching. You'd better vacate the house quickly, or we'll take it back by force!" said one of the men, the one with dark skin.
"I've already told you, this is my house, and you don't have the right to take it back!" Tang Xiaoqian shouted.
"Even though you share the surname Tang, you're still an outsider. This house belongs to the Tang family!" the man retorted.
"Tang Dabao, don't push me too far! Old Tang may be missing, but he doesn't have to be dead. If he comes back one day and sees you occupying his house by force, let's see how you explain yourselves!" Tang Xiaoqian snapped in anger.
