Big Black stared at Nan Xian with eyes full of hatred.
If he could kill Nan Xian... Nan Xian's blood would have splattered all over the place in the blink of an eye.
Feng Chen saw the oncoming crowd from afar in the middle of the silent backyard, and a smile broke upon his cold face.
"Qingqing..."
His voice was warm, only when he was facing Feng Ruqing.
Tianya's eyes were fixed upon Feng Chen. He then smiled and nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm, not bad. At least he's better than that kid, Feng Tianwu."
The old housekeeper who followed behind Tianya was a bit sweaty.
'General, you weren't like this when you met Young Lady back then.
'Sure enough, General loves his granddaughter more than his grandson…'
Feng Chen frowned and looked at Tianya in confusion; he turned to look at Feng Ruqing again. There was a hint of stubbornness in his gaze.
"Qingqing, who are they?"
