Conversation with Leng Feng Ying

Standing by the side, Leng Feng Ying didn't directly mount his horse.

He just stood still and waited for a moment before casting a side glance towards Ye Qing Luo's direction.

Following that, he got up his mount and led the troop of people leaving away majestically.

Ye Qing Luo narrowed her eyes as she seemed rather astonished.

"Sister, Eldest Sister she..." Ye Feng Yu frowned as he recalled the earlier Ye Qing Qian as his hair started to stand.

That Ye Qing Qian earlier was completely different from the Ye Qing Qian in his memories.

"No need to bother about her." Ye Qing Luo ruffled Ye Feng Yu's hair softly, "Next time you see her, just avoid her. The current her wouldn't even want to put on that fake mask of gentleness. Towards you, she will not go easy."

Ye Feng Yu was startled.