"But, throw it out? Where to?"
Yan Xiyu's eyes glared, and the servants immediately fell silent and hurriedly carried Li Luo away.
...
On horseback sat a young boy with a baby face, his attire looked very clean, his face was delicate and even had a bit of baby fat.
However, the expression in his eyes was stubborn and shadowy, like a sickly beauty.
Yet, it was extremely peculiar and appeared exceptionally silent.
If Dong Huiying or anyone from the Liang family were here, they would surely recognize that this young-looking man was Su Lang.
Time treated him gently, if calculated by age he should be around twenty, yet he still looked as youthful as when they first met.
He seemed little changed, but in fact, he had experienced many things over the years.
Dong Huiying once went to the Capital alone due to the resurgence, during which she coincidentally saved Su Lang's life at the Mass Graves.
