The moon follows the bow shadow, and the frost brushes the sword flower.
"You all know what's going on with the Yuan family. I think it's either because of something dirty in their family or because of that person. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."
Yang Lizheng stood on the high slope and said this, then hurried away with a torch, followed by his sons and his eldest grandson.
One step behind were Jacob Yuan's men. Led by Cheng Xiaoguang, they ran with military Grace Liu, wearing peasant clothes and holding long swords.
"Although Master Fengchun has not been here for long, I feel that there is hope for the future.
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