Guilin, the sun shone brightly.
A group of people followed the winding horse path, weaving through the lush green peaks of the mountains.
"Thinking of using me as bait to lure Yang Ge into the trap? Granny!"
Yang Tiansheng straddled the Red Charcoal Fire Dragon Colt, rippling with muscles like a well-trained robust man, and toyed with a golden gourd flask, shiny and smooth, in one hand. With a rascally air, he chuckled at Wei Xin, "You really think I'm witless?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Xin subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the flag behind him that flamboyantly stated "Yang Erlang was here" with red background and black characters, covering his face in shame... If one looked closely, they would notice in between the big characters "Yang Erlang" and "was here", there was a line of smaller text: 'His brother Yang Tiansheng'.
Put together it read: 'Yang Erlang's brother Yang Tiansheng was here'.
