Slap after slap rained down, and Feng Zhan Tian was spun around on the spot like a top.
"Stop it. This is Chu City. Who allows you to act recklessly in Great Chu?"
A cold voice was heard, prompting Feng Bailing to frown. That voice, could it be... Both Feng Bailing and her brother turned to look simultaneously.
From within Feng Mansion, another figure emerged gracefully.
The man was tall and slender, dressed in a robe. Though past his prime, he had a handsome appearance and an air of refined elegance about him.
Yet beneath that refinement, there seemed to be a hidden sharpness.
How could it be him?
Feng Zhanlian.
A jolt surged through Feng Bailing's heart, Li Mubei also slightly furrowed his brows, while Feng Zhao'an was utterly dumbstruck.
The man before them was none other than Feng Zhanlian, who had been bedridden for many days.
He appeared much thinner and his temples were streaked with more gray hair than before.
