"What?"
When he heard this voice, Yan Ren's eyes were filled with confusion. He could clearly hear that this was his father's voice.
But why was his father reprimanding him before he even entered the house?
Is there something wrong?
Sure enough, a pair of large feet stepped through the door in the next second. A middle-aged man with a dignified bearing walked in with the sound of the wind. He had a menacing appearance and many Yan clan guards followed behind him.
It was Yan Ren's father, the person in charge of the second branch of the Yan family, Yan Linan.
He could be considered a real figure with real power in Yanling city.
However, it seemed that he was not the leader, but just a Pathfinder. In the middle of the crowd, there was a woman in a black cloak.
