The late autumn on Jiuyang Mountain is already filled with desolation, and Liang Chengdong's voice echoes at the mountain's peak, resonating all the way to the foot of the mountain.
"Second brother, be patient!" Liang Chengyu said calmly, "There is still some time before the scheduled moment; we can wait!"
Liang Chengdong shook his wrist and laughed, "I already can't wait to see Ling Feng beaten like a drowned rat!"
It didn't take long for Long Guangyi and Ling Feng's figures to appear.
"Is this Ling Feng?" Liang Chengdong looked at Ling Feng's tall figure, a shadow flashing in his eyes.
"Yo, I didn't expect Patriarch Liang to arrive quite early!" Long Guangyi laughed and said, "It seems the Liang Family is already somewhat impatient!"
Liang Chengyu's expression remained unchanged, and he said flatly, "Where is the Dragon King speaking from? Our Liang Family is just here to seek justice!"
