Jiang Feng returned to the mansion alone.
To him, in order to better protect Nangong Qingcheng, he was long accustomed to being low-key and not showing off.
But if someone sought death by coming to him, he didn't mind fulfilling their wish!
Shi Guanlin sent someone to kill him; returning the favor by taking his dog life wasn't excessive, was it?
If people don't bother me, I won't bother them. But if they do, I'll root them out entirely. This was Jiang Feng's way of doing things.
Back in the room, Nangong Qingcheng, Chu Feifei, and the other girls hadn't touched their chopsticks yet.
Seeing Jiang Feng return, Chu Feifei immediately came up to ask, "Uncle, what did Shi Guanlin want with you?"
"Just talked a bit," Jiang Feng smiled calmly, "Why haven't you all had dinner yet?"
