Lan Fangyue watched with a mix of amusement and annoyance as the old man and the young man, arm in arm, smirked and chuckled. Their scheming appearances were highly irritating.
At the same time, a doubt rose in Lan Fangyue's heart. Even though she didn't know the young man's name, it was clear that he was no ordinary person. There was a certain magnetic force to him, either making others despise him or quickly becoming friends with them. He truly was a strange character.
Remarkably, even Medicine Elder, the grumpiest person in Changyue Tower, was seen arm in arm with him after only a few moments.
"This guy!"
Remembering how Yang Zhen kept his gaze on her as he went upstairs, Lan Fangyue felt her teeth clench with anger. However, it didn't matter. He was going to die soon anyway.
