Watching the leader look like he was about to explode, Nan Feng hurriedly said, "Ah, you don't know that I've had a habit since childhood. Whenever someone asks me a question, I always want to know why. Otherwise, I really do not want to answer."
Inside the house, Lin Qiaoyun had already started crying. Nan Quanyou didn't understand what was happening outside and wanted to check, but Lin Qiaoyun clung to him, not allowing him to go. She didn't explain why. She only warned him that if he went outside, he would be beaten to death.
Nan Quanyou had no choice but to crack open the window and look into the courtyard below.
Just one look sent his heart into his throat. A few burly men in green robes were encircling Nan Feng, each looking fierce and menacing, and Nan Feng was holding nothing but a simple fire stick. In a few moments, she even threw away the fire stick.
