There was no external support.
The man's legs were long and muscular with smooth lines that hinted at hidden strength.
Feng Zhaoyi's eyes suddenly widened, her pupils shrinking tightly as she stared in disbelief at the tall and upright man, shock, and incredulity covering her face.
Yu Xihang's legs were fine?
How was this possible?
Everyone in the city of Sijiu knew that Brother Nine of the Yu family was born disabled and became completely unable to walk after the age of ten, not even having the ability to stand on his own.
It was then that Old Master Yu completely gave up on this son and turned to nurture Si Fuqing and the other grandchildren.
Otherwise, with Yu Xihang's status, the young ladies of Sijiu would have been vying to marry him.
But why did reality once again deal her a heavy blow?
How could Yu Xihang's legs be fine?!
Yet, this was not the most devastating part for Feng Zhaoyi. What she found even more unbelievable were the two words she had heard.
