Early the next morning, Feng Jiu and the others left. The Ouyang Family knew this, but they hesitated. The other party had already made it clear that they didn't want them to follow them. If they were to continue to follow them, it seemed…
"Come on! Let's follow them!"
The old man who had his eyes closed opened them and shouted. The shout made his chest hurt. When he thought of being injured by the young man the night before, the fists under his sleeves couldn't help but tightened.
It was disgraceful to think that he, a dignified Elder of the Ouyang Family whom even the Patriarch had to show him respect, was injured by a boy!
"Elder, this doesn't seem appropriate." Patriarch Ouyang frowned slightly: " They have already made their stance clear. If we continue to follow them, it doesn't seem…"
