Intentions

"Lucky? Was it really just luck? Do you know why I sent people to her territory to cause trouble? When I was young, I owed Yang Feng a favor. It's been more than ten years. He asked me yesterday to use this favor.

"I was originally thinking of helping him for free. After all, I'm very familiar with things like smashing up a place; it's nothing much. But only just, I felt that I had repaid the favor I owed him. Not only did Chu Ning take my brother under control, she even came all the way to the doorstep. She wouldn't be able to do this merely based on luck," Zhang Rong said slowly.

"I didn't mean that I look down on you. I just..." Huang Fang explained, looking at Zhang Rong in horror.

"You don't have to be nervous, we'll just treat it as a chat. Sigh, Yang Feng is an old fox. He wasn't like this when he was young. He and I were very hot-blooded a long time ago." Zhang Rong's eyes revealed a hint of reminiscence.