Poaching (1)

Nangong Qing recovered from his shock and joy could be seen across his face. To him, this was undoubtedly a surprise! The son he always assumed to be worthless unexpectedly had such outstanding innate talent.

"Men, invite Eldest Young Master over."

Nangong Qing cleared his throat, then dryly coughed and in a rejuvenated manner, he said and had a lofty expression, "Everyone, please take a seat and enjoy the tea. Shortly, I'll let Yi'er treat your illnesses."

Ever since Nangong Yunyi returned to the Family, he had never once held his head high.

Nangong Lan looked at Nangong Qing who had a smile across his whole face and gnashed her teeth as she turned to leave.

The split second she turned, the killing intent in her eyes could no longer be concealed and gushed forth.

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