Joyful Forest, ruined by Uncle...
Because of this sentence, Xia Yinian's brain went blank for a moment. After that moment, she was taken away.
Uncle had come to Ye City, even going so far as to destroy the once-captivating Joyful Forest.
Where is that uncle now?
...
Feng Yifan had been away on a business trip these past two days and had only just returned this morning.
Hearing that Joyful Forest had been ruined by Gu Beicheng, his eyes flickered slightly as he spoke expressionlessly: "Does he know that Joyful Forest is a stronghold under the banner of Qianqiu Sect?"
"Of course he knows." Feng Yan's gaze couldn't help but drift towards his courtyard.
Why did that maid who was taken away just now feel somewhat different?
Yet Feng Yifan's words abruptly dragged his thoughts back.
"Qianqiu Sect has always refrained from advancing into Ye City, out of respect for Seventh Young Master. Now, is Seventh Young Master going to personally disrupt this peaceful situation?"
