In Baiyun City, in the Yang family compound, a young man in brocade clothes walked towards a courtyard with his head held high, his eyes flashing with passion and evil thoughts.
"Master Tian, I have arranged for everyone around you to leave. Even if Yang Yuner screams at the top of her lungs, no one will pay attention. Master, just enjoy yourself!"
The old servant beside Yang Tian said with a fawning look on his face, as if he wanted to offer his own daughter to him.
The young man in brocade clothes was none other than Yang Tian, the son of the patriarch of the Yang family.
"good!"
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