"…"
In that instant, Ling Qingyue was speechless as well, thinking to herself, no way, stuff this melodramatic can still happen these days? Don't tell me the Seven Sons of Yanhuang are going to get completely humiliated this time.
"Who is that, to actually scheme against the Seven Sons of Yanhuang!"
Ling Qingyue asked curiously.
"You actually hit the nail on the head. I still don't know that guy's identity right now, just that he's from the Natural Hall. Seems his surname is Liu, I forgot his given name. That guy is really treacherous, the Seven Sons of Yanhuang really took a hard fall this time!"
"Heh, those people never thought they'd get cleaned up by the Natural Hall. That really is rare! And you, stop always going around provoking people!"
As soon as Ling Qingyue finished speaking, she suddenly heard a series of very high-pitched sounds coming from outside.
"What is that, it's so noisy, who the hell is playing the zither, do they even know how?"
