Under the moon!
In the courtyard of the secluded residence.
Lin Chen looked at Xiao Yaojin and Fang Zhan, and they exchanged a glance.
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
Especially between Fang Zhan and Xiao Yaojin, as they both knew each other's backgrounds.
North Xiao, South Fang!
The two great families of Liang, Xiao Yaojin and Fang Zhan had met not long ago. The Old Marquis of Northern Garrison passed away, and Fang Zhan, following his father, went to the Northern Border to pay respects.
Originally, Fang Zhan's grandfather was also supposed to go to the Northern Border, but with the passing of the Old Marquis of Northern Garrison, the Northern Border Demon Race stirred, as did the south. Fang Zhan's grandfather had to guard the south.
