Liou Yuan couldn't help but look odd as he listened to Zhao Feiyue's serious account.
"Is my big brother really that fierce?"
Liou Zhen had always been the image of a good big brother in front of him, cultured and graceful. Liou Yuan simply couldn't associate him with that domineering figure Zhao Feiyue was talking about.
Zhao Feiyue didn't want to say more, so she just brushed him off vaguely: "You'll find out later."
With that, she didn't say anything else and hurriedly said, "Let's focus on the important thing—we need to pass down Grandpa's orders immediately."
"The Foundation Establishment cultivators from Jiangyang Prefecture will be here soon, too."
"Alright!" Seeing that Zhao Feiyue didn't want to say more, Liou Yuan didn't press further and nodded right away.
The two of them quickly disappeared from the government office.
With Zhao Feiyue, Zhao Zhuoran's very own granddaughter, personally delivering Mr. Zhao's oral decree—
