Yang Fan stared in shock at Mr. Fan, who was standing by his bed, and muttered speechlessly, "Old man, do you know scaring people can really scare someone to death? At least make a sound or something! You showed up silently—I almost thought some mysterious being was plotting to kill me."
"Keep your voice down, we'll talk outside," Mr. Fan said in a low voice.
Yang Fan threw Mr. Fan a sour look, shook his head, and started putting on his clothes. But then he noticed Mr. Fan opening the window behind him and, with a swift leap, jumping straight out.
Startled, Yang Fan immediately ran to the window, only to see Mr. Fan already standing outside Yun Miaoyi's courtyard wall, waving at him.
Yang Fan's jaw nearly dropped to the floor in astonishment.
Not only was this old man full of vitality, but this was outright supernatural.
