"Where are you going?" Fang Mingfeng's eyes were burning as he restrained his voice. "Do you have a way?"
Chu You looked down at Fang Mingfeng from high in the air and nodded. His voice was as cold as ice. "Move aside!"
Fang Mingfeng was still holding the reins in Chu You's hand. Veins popped up on the back of his hand, making the skin on the back of his hand look abnormally pale.
Instead of continuing to ask Chu You, he stood tall like a bamboo and said slowly, "If you can't do it well, send someone to tell me. I have a way."
For the sake of Rong Rong, I'm willing to forget about my previous grudges with Chu You for the time being.
He let go of the reins and took a silent step back, as if making a silent promise.
But Chu You didn't take Fang Mingfeng seriously at all, and he arrogantly pursed his lips. He didn't think the other party could be of any help. He spurred his horse and rode away without even looking back.
