"Boy, what's your name?" Master Rufeng held Alang's right hand and walked quickly, his clenched left hand showing an inexplicable nervousness.
"Oh, hurry up and let me go. My surname is not Chu. My surname is Lang. My name is Lang Tianya. I just have an aunt named Chu Renmei." A Lang struggled to break free of Mr. Rufeng's left hand, but Rufeng The young master's left hand was held too tightly, giving Alang no chance to break free.
"Is Renmei okay?" Hearing Alang say Chu Renmei's name, Master Rufeng visibly froze. After a moment of pause, he quickened his pace again, "Forget it, let's not talk about it for now, come with me." Place, tell me in detail when you get there."
A Lang was reluctant, and while being dragged by Mr. Rufeng, he turned back to look at Yuan Suishan and the old man with a shaggy head behind him. After receiving a nod from Yuan Suishan and the old man with a shaggy head, A Lang stopped struggling and allowed Mr. Rufeng to lead him all the way.
Climbing up in a spiral with seven twists and turns, Master Rufeng led Alang to an open-air snow-falling platform in the castle. Arriving at the platform, Master Rufeng released his left hand, told Alang to wait where he was, then turned around and walked towards Yuan Suishan and the old man with a shaggy head.
Perhaps due to his unreasonable trust in Nianlang and Chu Renmei, Alang listened to Master Rufeng's instructions very obediently.
Seeing Master Rufeng leaving Alang alone on the snow-falling platform, Yuan Suishan and the shaggy-headed old man who were following him couldn't help but frown. Without waiting for the two to speculate too much, Mr. Rufeng quickly came to them.
"Senior, Rufeng has something private to ask the little guy. I swear on the name of the Lord of Rufeng City that I will never cause any harm to the little guy. I hope that senior will do the same!" Mr. Rufeng said and solemnly handed over to the old man with a shaggy head. A bow.
"Oh, that's what happened. Go ahead. This is your territory. I'll give you some face. I'll just wait here. But I still have to remind you that I have some karma to deal with that bitch. Without my permission , no living thing can touch him." The old man with a shaggy head smiled while stroking his goatee, looking at the bored A Lang on the Luoxue platform.
"Junior understands! Thank you, senior, for your help." Mr. Rufeng bowed his hands again, then turned around and walked towards A Lang again.
Seeing Master Rufeng and the old man with a shaggy head talking for a while and then turning back, while the old man with a shaggy head, Yuan Suishan and the other demons were waiting in place, Alang muttered unhappily, "A bunch of wolf-hearted things..."
Although he was a little unhappy, A-lang still had great trust in Mr. Rufeng. The reason was simply because his younger brother Chu Nianlang was too important to A-lang.
"Little guy, don't be anxious, speak slowly. Don't worry, since you call Renmei your aunt, you must have a close relationship with my Nianlang. I will never hurt you at all." Master Rufeng looked at Alang with a loving face. , just like seeing his own child Chu Nianlang.
"Are you really my junior brother's father? So you have never forgotten Aunt Mei and Nian Lang?" A Lang was a little surprised to hear Mr. Rufeng confessing on his own initiative, and scratched his head at a loss.
"Forget? How could I forget? Over the decades, my thoughts and concerns for their mother and son have never weakened, and now it is even more so." Master Rufeng murmured in a low voice, looking towards the vast white snow outside the castle. world.
"Decades? What do you mean? How old is Nian Lang? I remember that he is younger than me? Miss you? If you miss me, go to them? Why are you so heartbroken now? You will be getting married to your beautiful aunt in a few days. Ah! What else is heartbreaking? Where is Mr. Nian? Didn't he come? When he comes, won't your family be reunited?" A Lang was a little confused by Mr. Rufeng's words and shook his head vigorously. head, and then couldn’t wait to ask a series of questions.
