Mei Deng was tempted to ask Wang Tengfei when he would let go of his wrist, but the scowl on the general's face was enough to shut the doctor up.
'Why is brother traffic suddenly like this? Did I somehow do something wrong?' he curled his lips into a frown.
They were both marching furiously through the capital streets and earned a lot of stares from passerbys and stall owners.
"Bro...brother..." Yu Xiaoguang tried to call out to the general, but received a sharp glare, which only confused the doctor more.
Wang Tengfei finally let go of the doctor's grip when they reached the carriage. Out of the blue, he pushed Yu Xiaoguang against the carriage door and caged him with his fists.
"You have a lot of women around you, but still chose to impersonate my bride yourself. Tell me, just what are you planning to do?" Wang Tengfei hardened his gaze at the younger man, staring daggers at him.
"Heh? Planning? Am I really that dubious to you?"
