"Hahaha, the young Miss from the Tan family seems in good spirits,"
"Such cold weather, yet still interested in holding an umbrella to watch the snow! Such elegance, truly elegant!"
Suddenly, a thunderous laughter erupted.
The previously closed courtyard door, with a clattering sound, flew directly towards Wang Anfeng and the two others, the strong wind howling, causing the snow to whirl chaotically, and large fierce cracks appeared on the bluestone walls on either side of the door,
Wang Anfeng stepped forward and stood in front of Tan Yurou.
The courtyard door, made of fine wood and bordered with copper, was quite heavy, coming hurtling with a force of a thousand jins; the young man's black hair fluttered slightly, yet his expression remained unchanged, casually raising his hand, he easily caught the heavy door.
Qi Force fluttered.
The young girl's hair behind him fluttered slightly, her eyes clear.
The snow fell silently.
The fluttered black hair quietly fell.
