"Climbing relatives? Do I, Yan Rufeng, need to climb relatives with you, Zhao Shuo? It's truly laughable."
"Heh heh!"
Yan Rufeng's heart let out a cold laugh: "Zhao Shuo, Zhao Shuo, from what a guard of your Zhao family said, it's not hard to tell that you've been quite arrogant all these years..."
"Sigh..."
Then, Yan Rufeng shook his head and let out a long sigh in his heart.
"It seems that Zhao Shuo long ago threw his former lofty ambitions away to the clouds..."
"Boy, what are you thinking, if you don't get lost now, be careful I won't be polite."
"Swish～" At that moment, the guard drew the long sword from his waist.
The light of the sword flashed. Looking at the guard with his eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide, Yan Rufeng said indifferently: "This little brother, don't get angry. When your master arrives later, it will be difficult to clean up the mess."
"Heh heh."
