Lian Zhirou's heart was slightly excited. She had always heard of the great name "Kuang Gang" but had never seen him. She didn't expect to encounter him at the Yang Family today.
At the garden gate below, two figures suddenly appeared.
The leading middle-aged man walked with a dragon's stride and tiger's step, his hands behind his back, a faintly wild Qi Force around him. With each step, the grass in front of him bent under his pressure.
Following him was a uniquely handsome teenager, arrogantly with one hand in his pocket and indifferent eyes.
Their appearances bore a slight resemblance as they stood in the garden.
"Ye Gang!"
Yang Tainan's voice slightly let out, his gaze suddenly focused. The four people next to him also kept scrutinizing Ye Gang, rising in their eyes a hint of apprehension.
"Senior Yang, long time no see!"
The middle-aged man was indeed Ye Gang. He slightly cupped his fists towards Yang Tainan.
Yang Tainan's eyes held a hint of emotion.