Ye Tiansheng was about to speak when Feng'er and Ye Ling walked over, directly standing in front of Ye Tiansheng.
Feng'er approached and stared at Qin Zhengxiong and that Taoist, without saying a word.
Qin Zhengxiong also gazed at Feng'er. The young man before him gave him a feeling of pressure, a pressure emerging from the heart, and even he couldn't explain why this pressure suddenly appeared.
"Brother Tiansheng, who is this?" Qin Zhengxiong asked Ye Tiansheng.
Ye Tiansheng hadn't spoken yet, but Feng'er spoke up, "Who are you, and why did you lay these cold energies here to frame them?"
As soon as Feng'er spoke, Qin Zhengxiong and the Taoist's faces changed.
"Brother Tiansheng, I came with good intentions to see you, what does he mean by this?" Qin Zhengxiong looked at Ye Tiansheng coldly and said.
Ye Tiansheng no longer needed to pretend to be ill, stood up laughing heartily, "Mr. Qin, I mean nothing, I just want to ask you one question, why are you doing this?"
