Upon hearing Feng Zhifan mention the Batian Demon Son, Feng Junyu frowned, clearly not having a favorable impression of the Batian Demon Son.
"Alright, I understand." Feng Junyu said.
She watched Yang Xiaotian's figure until it disappeared at the end of the street.
Feng Junyu returned to her residence and found her father, Feng Yuancheng, chatting happily in the hall with the Batian Demon Lord, while the Batian Demon Son, whom she found abhorrent, was humbly listening next to them.
"Yu'er is back!" Feng Yuancheng saw Feng Junyu return and beckoned with a smile: "Come, pay your respects to Uncle Batian."
"Greetings, Uncle Batian." Feng Junyu entered the hall and saluted the Batian Demon Lord.
The Batian Demon Lord nodded and praised with a smile: "Miss Yu'er is becoming more beautiful, no wonder Yong'er insisted on coming with me today."
The Batian Demon Son stood up and cupped his fists with a smile towards Feng Junyu: "Little Sister Yu'er."
