"Second Brother." Dou Fengchi was hopping mad. "It's all her fault…"
"Stop talking." Second Young Sir Dou glared at his younger sister in irritation.
Beside him, their little sister Dou Fengyao could not help but snigger, "What are you whining about when you are inferior in skill."
"Dou Fengyao!"
"Alright, alright!" Meanwhile, Dou Heping was simply about to get angered to death by these two sisters.
They didn't stop their catfight even in front of a bunch of outsiders, letting others see a mockery of the Dou Clan for no reason.
On the other hand, Mu Boming's eyes flashed, and he walked up while cupping his hands, questioning, "Miss Qiao, are you able to explain to us: does this red light coming from your body mean that you picked up the phoenix egg?"
"Hand over the bloodfire phoenix egg." A wisp of hate out of envy passed through Yang Fengyan's eyes, and she fixated on Qiao Mu beneath her face veil with bitter resentment.
