"What?! The army is coming to capture Zhengzhi?"
"Look at what you did! Tell Zhengzhi to leave!"
Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde's voices rang out in quick succession. Then, there was the sound of someone getting dressed.
A figure appeared in the yard.
It was Fang Zhengzhi.
He wore a blue long-sleeved shirt and yawned as he walked out. His hair was combed nicely, but it was clear that he had just woken up.
"Good morning Uncle Yangping." Fang Zhengzhi greeted Zhang Yangping.
"Morning? It's getting late! The army is approaching! Follow me, I have people waiting at the road on Cang Ling Mountain. We have prepared everything for you, now..."
"Uncle Yangping, I'm not leaving!" Fang Zhengzhi shook his head an interrupted Zhang Yangping.
"You're not leaving?!" Zhang Yangping's expression changed.
He had heard how anxious Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde were.
