adually slowing down until it came to a stop.The heavy door creaked open. Song Dajang, his hand trembling in that of his wife Zhuang Peilan, stepped out slowly and hesitantly.Today, they dressed up sp...Ou Yan's body had recovered somewhat. Hearing that Fei Long and her third brother were about to fight, she came to Yue Jie's door and knocked. Seeing Fei Long with his sword drawn, she spoke softly, "Be polite to my brother."Ou Yan heard their words, faintly curled her lips, "I'm not planning on saving them either."