Feng Zeng had just finished speaking with several clan relatives, and those relatives were still nearby, not having gone far, occasionally glancing over here. Although a smile still lingered on Feng Zeng's face, he practically squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth:
"Didn't I tell you not to provoke him?!"
Feng Shuo defended himself, "I really didn't go and provoke him this time! It was just a coincidence that we ran into each other!"
Feng Zeng: "Let's get past the ancestral ceremony first. Try to avoid him as much as possible, as that kid is not easy to deal with right now."
Meanwhile, Feng Chi had wanted to chat about something light-hearted with Feng Yi, but instead of Feng Shuo leaving, an even more troublesome person arrived!
"Uncle." Feng Chi called out and then stepped aside.
Feng Yi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, the second eldest of the Feng Family in Yang City, Feng Yi's own father.
