As soon as the voice fell, his eyes fell on the three people on the side. Among the three people, one of them was dressed in a red robe with a handsome face and outstanding temperament. There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his beautiful lips. For some reason, there was a bit of weirdness in his eyes.
Next to them was a young man in purple and another in fancy clothes. The former had a baby face with a slightly raised chin that revealed a bit of arrogance, while the latter had a round figure, a pleasant face, and small eyes narrowed into a line.
Seeing that the three people's eyes were on him, he crossed his arms and asked, "What are you guys staring at me for?"
"Song Ming."
Fengjiu's eyes fell on him, taking a thorough look at him. He was in the late stage of foundation building, about 18 years old, with loose clothes on, leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his chest, his feet trembling slightly, looking like an unkempt hooligan.
Based on the information given to her by the college, she knew that Song Ming's family was somewhat complicated. His mother died of illness when he was five years old. In the same year, she learned that his father had another woman outside and two sons, one the same age as him and one year younger. The year his mother passed away, his father married the woman outside.
A five-year-old child, he was able to stop his mother's clansmen from inciting his father to marry that woman as the Lady of the Song family. Under pressure from the clan elders and relatives from his mother's clan, in the end that woman had to be taken as the second wife and called the Second Madam, and his two sons also had to become illegitimate children.
Perhaps it was caused by his family environment, he had behaved erratically since childhood, and was involved in almost all kinds of things like fighting, gambling, and sex. But unfortunately, he had outstanding talent since childhood, and he had the support of his mother's family and the protection of the family elders. It can be said that he was a bully even at home and no one could discipline him.
She looked at him without saying anything, because when Song Ming saw a few people coming not far away, he took the Qiankun bag containing money from the servant and ran away: "You go back first, I will go and chat with the beauty first."
"Young master, don't run! The master wants you to go back!" When the others saw him running away, they hurriedly chased after him while shouting.
Feng Jiu glanced at those people. Two of them were Jindan cultivators, and the ones behind them were great spiritual masters. It seemed that they would be able to catch Song Ming in front in a short time.
"I've seen Song Ming from a distance for a day or two before, but it seems that he doesn't remember us." Duan Ye said, looking at Feng Jiu and asked: "How do you plan to take him away? Those things in his family are really troublesome! I guess he wants to stay here to make trouble for his playboy father, and he won't go to the Hell Mountains with us."
Feng Jiu glanced at him and said casually, "You also know that all of you are troublesome?"
Hearing this, Duan Ye snorted and turned his eyes away. How could they be bothered? They just didn't want to be constrained.
"Let's find a place to stay! Now that we're here, why don't we find time to visit the Song family?" Ning Lang said, and walked outside to take a look: "Let's go to the front and take a look! There should be an inn in front."
"Let's go!"
As she spoke, she walked forward with them, intending to find an inn to stay in first. However, after entering the inn, they booked three rooms and were led by the innkeeper. When they were about to go upstairs, they heard a young man's surprised voice behind them.