“Ah!”
Feng Xue’er involuntarily let out a soft cry.
“Xue’er, what’s wrong?” Feng Hengkong turned his head around lightning quick, as he asked in astonishment.
“N… nothing.” Feng Xue’er shook her head, her voice slightly quivering: “It’s just that I was thinking about something earlier, and was somewhat absent-minded, then suddenly saw someone jump onto the Phoenix Stage… I was a bit startled… It’s really nothing.”
Even though Feng Hengkong still had some doubts, he didn’t inquire any further. At this time, Feng Xichen, who sat in the rear suddenly stood up, and suddenly exclaimed: “Royal father, that’s him… he’s that Yun Che!”
“He actually came.” Feng Ximing said lowly: “Looks like he still is a bit knowledgeable, since he knows that no matter where he runs, he’ll never be able to escape the palms of our hands.”
“That’s him?” Feng Hengkong’s gaze slightly converged as he said faintly: “Him daring to come here today can be considered to be a bit courageous. Don’t mind him, or else it’ll affect the ranking tournament. Since he came, he shouldn’t have the delusion of ever escaping.”
Feng Xue’er quietly listened in on their conversation, her mind a field of chaos.
Feng Lingyun…
Yun Che…
Big brother Yun… is Yun Che…
Not Feng Lingyun…
How… could this… be…
“Crap! How could it be him!!”
In a corner of the spectator seats, an extremely unremarkable person quivered a little with a face full of surprise when he saw Yun Che hop onto the Phoenix Stage. As soon as he finished exclaiming in his heart, a youth sitting to his right who looked to be around seventeen stood up rapidly with a swoosh. He was so excited that his entire face was thoroughly red, both arms trembled as he shouted: “Boss! As expected, you came. I just knew that you’ll come!! I didn’t come here in vain… I just knew that you wouldn’t not come!”