Zi Yi suddenly stepped in his way, forcing Fang Feng to retract his hand. He didn't dare take another step forward. His face was ashen as he said, "Miss Zi Yi, my apologies. I don't mean to be rude, but I need to ask this brat a few questions!"
He was practically gritting his teeth as he glared at Lin Xuan, utterly furious. He never imagined Zi Yi would interfere.
'Lin Xuan, for his part, was rather surprised by Zi Yi's status. He hadn't expected Fang Feng to show her so much deference. Clearly, her identity was far from ordinary. It made sense, though. If she were just anyone, how could she be the acting vice-president?'
"Clan Leader Fang, what business could you have with me?" Lin Xuan stepped out from behind Zi Yi. He refused to hide behind a woman; ever since his eyes had recovered, he had resolved not to.
"What business do I have with you!" Fang Feng demanded angrily. "Fang Qingyu and Fang Shi—where are they?!"
