Yang Chan stopped the hand that was about to pick up some food, her face was full of shock. As one who grew up with her second brother, relying on each other for life,
she naturally knew the depth of her second brother's hatred for their uncle, Haotian. She thought that if one day her second brother had the power of a Quasi-Saint, he might even decide to fight the Heavenly Court to the death.
Of course, that was before.
However, now, although the misunderstanding due to their mother had been cleared up, how could her brother, with his proud, unyielding nature, behave like this?
What was going on?
Xiaotian Dog opened his mouth wide, forgetting to chew his food. Had Yang Jian been kicked in the head by a donkey today?
Those words!
That behavior!
He'd never believe it if someone said it was Yang Jian, even if beaten to death?!
The slice of meat in his mouth almost fell out; scared, Xiaotian Dog quickly closed his mouth again.
