Xiang Lingyue strode forward, her long legs leaping onto the hood of the off-road vehicle. With another jump, she flipped over the car wall and landed on the main road at the town entrance.
"You scoundrel, let's see where you run to."
Xiang Long followed closely behind, his eyes fixed on Li Feng, who was running toward the Xiang Family ancestral hall tens of meters away, frowning secretly. What on earth was Li Feng trying to do?
Did he think that by entering the town, he could solve his problem?
This Huadong Town was the Xiang Family's old haunt, their home for generations. Almost everyone in the town bore the surname Xiang. If Li Feng ran outside, it could be explained, but running inside...
"Oh my god, Li Feng actually rushed into the ancestral hall."
"What's he trying to do?"
Other Xiang Family members reacted a beat too late, and when they turned around, a figure had already flipped over the wall into the ancestral hall.
And that figure was undoubtedly Li Feng.
