"What! He wants to marry Xuewu? Is he worthy?" Before Sang Lanruo and the surprised Sang Xuewu could speak, Sang Yichen was the first to oppose!
Hearing Sang Yichen's words, Mu Luofeng's face changed immediately, and he asked, "Who are you? Is it up to you to say whether I can marry Sang Xuewu?"
"Luofeng, do not be rude," Mu Chen interrupted.
However, it seemed to have no effect.
Sang Yichen sneered, "I am Sang Xuewu's brother, do you think it's my place to speak?"
Mu Luofeng was taken aback and immediately put on a different face: "So it's the future brother-in-law."
"Bah! Don't make it sound so close, I don't know you that well," Sang Yichen scolded coldly.
"I will not marry you," Sang Xuewu also said coldly.
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Fusha City's sandstorm made it hard for people to open their eyes, and pedestrians on the road always walked hurriedly.
