When Chen Li and Feng Xian'er arrived at the Di Clan, Di Xiong and the others were talking with people from the Yang Clan.
"Who are they, Old Xiong? Why did they enter this clan so freely?" An old man who was none other than Yang Guo asked.
"They are Chen Li and Feng Xian'er, and they were the ones who saved Chen'er from the assassins sent by Nalan Jie some time ago."
"That's true, Grandpa Yang." Di Chen said as she hugged her maternal grandfather's arm in a pampered manner. "If they weren't there, those assassins would have caught me, and you wouldn't be able to meet me now."
Chen Li and Feng Xian'er smiled in amusement seeing Di Chen acting spoiled, and her behavior was really out of character, especially since she always maintained her image as a mature and graceful woman.
Yang Guo suddenly moved in front of them, startling them with his action, and he grabbed Chen Li's shoulders. "Thank you; you saved my beloved granddaughter, or else I would have lost her by now."
