Face-slapping (2)

"Elder Grain, why are you here?" Feng Yanfeng asked gingerly.

Elder Grain bellowed at him, "Feng Yanfeng, you're heartless! Do you know what day it is today? It's Xiao Wu's birthday! You left her alone in her courtyard. Is that what an uncle is supposed to do? Why am I here? I'm celebrating her birthday!"

Feng Yanfeng didn't even dare to wipe off the spit that was on his face.

He was scared out of his wits when he heard what Elder Grain said.

If he was celebrating Feng Wu's birthday, that meant that he had to be very close to Feng Wu.

"That's right. We're here for Xiao Wu's birthday." Elder Jing came out and stood next to Elder Grain.

Elder Jing?!

Feng Yanfeng's pupils contracted.

Elder Grain was known for his mood swings and wasn't exactly a reliable character. Elder Jing, on the other hand, was very level-headed.

Feng Yanfeng's heart sank when he heard what Elder Jing said.

Dugu Menghai glanced at Feng Yanfeng.