"Let's go, Zilan, your brother Qin Yang might have already returned to Feipu Manor."
Nangong Feng's expression was somewhat grim as he spoke.
"No, even if Brother Qin Yang had to leave, he would definitely have said goodbye to us."
Zilan blinked her beautiful eyes, then shook her head and said.
Looking at the sea area filled with falling snowflakes, Nangong Feng's eyes faintly showed some worry.
At this moment, the cold seemed to have completely frozen the entire island, and Qin Yang still hadn't emerged.
"Maybe your Brother Qin Yang just forgot."
Beside him, Elder Nangong Chen sighed and could only offer comfort.
"No, Brother Qin Yang was hunting down the werewolf with us. If he had killed it, he would have come back to help us, but we haven't seen him all this time..."
Zilan shook her head and said.
