Facing Yan Qingjun's blunt words, Ye Xunhuan was slightly stunned, but beside him, Sheng Wentao showed a trace of unease on his face, and so did Tang Yurou.
Yan Qingjun, Ye Xunhuan would feel very unfamiliar.
But Tang Yurou and Sheng Wentao were not unfamiliar.
He is Yan Zhengrong's most cherished grandson, truly beloved by all, and in terms of talent or cunning, he is far superior to Yan Qingdi, not to mention being in the military!
"I'll remember you!"
Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan's words, Yan Qingjun's rugged face showed a hint of satisfaction: "But thanks for killing that useless Yan Qingdi!"
Ye Xunhuan was stunned again!
What on earth is going on?
First, he wants me to remember him, now he's thanking me.
Is he a version of Wei Zixu?
But the next moment, Ye Xunhuan realized he was wrong.
"Although Yan Qingdi was useless, he was my cousin, and we had a good relationship in the past. Now that you've killed him, this hatred will surely be avenged!" Yan Qingjun said coldly.
