Feng Yang grabbed Ning Yuan’s collar and pulled him into the forest behind the ancestral hall. Then he shook off Ning Yuan’s collar and asked in a deep voice, “Are you crazy or I’m crazy? How could you say that? You love her, don’t you?”

Ning Yuan slowly smoothed the wrinkles of his collar. Then he chuckled, and looked up at Feng Yang, “That girl is so capable that she gets your support. I just teased her. Why are you angry? Chang Nuo, won’t you like her ...