Xia Anlan looked at Yue tingfeng with a smile on his face and a teasing look in his eyes.
"You ... Who wants to be deeply in love with your father and son?"
Yue tingfeng pushed Xia Anlan's hand away. He did not expect this old man to answer like that. It was as if he could quickly resolve any unpleasant words and give an interesting answer.
When he arrived at the guardroom, Xia Anlan told him that he wanted to see the two beggars he had caught today.
And so, they soon met.
Yue Pengcheng was still dirty from head to toe. His white suit was now completely black, and his hair was tied up into strips. His face was even worse. Previously, when he opened his mouth, he could still show his white teeth, but now, his teeth were all black, and a pungent smell could be smelled even before he got close.
