Cong Lv had not expected that Feng Xun had discovered him long ago.
Even though he knew that due to his health, Feng Xun couldn't practice martial arts, it didn't mean that he was inferior to himself.
No matter when, he always had a way to be one step ahead.
"You've forgotten, this is the Feng Residence. Every blade of grass and every tree here has been arranged by me," Feng Xun said with a faint smile.
Seemingly random blades of grass and trees, yet they concealed far too many deadly traps; Cong Lv almost forgot that although Feng Xun was not versed in martial arts, he was an expert in various mechanical traps and arrays.
He had followed in secret, initially intending to intervene when the two caused a commotion beyond control.
But when he truly saw the situation, he found that the scene he had imagined, simply didn't occur.
Feng Xun's reaction was as cold and indifferent as if Xue Pianran were a stranger.
