"What of it? You know him?" Hai Feng looked at the two of them back and forth, confused. Why did he feel like a pitiful child who was excluded from his circle of friends? Everyone kept secrets while he didn't know anything. He was truly beyond miserable…
Ouyang Xueqing explained to him briefly of their encounter with Tang Beihe. "Now that I think about it, he looks like he's in good health, very well and alive with ruddy complexion. How could he die all of a sudden?"
Hai Feng laughed wryly and muttered under his breath. "Maybe it's overindulgence…"
Ouyang Xueqing blinked a few times. "Overindulgence? In what—ah!" Her forehead was being dragged back by a warm and huge palm, causing her attention to shift. "Brother Jian, what's wrong?"
