On the crisscrossing steps of Biya Island, Kong Wengong, dressed like a peacock with splendid clothes and complete accessories, impatiently waved his iron fan.
"Where's Third Sister! We agreed to meet here, where is she? Where is she?"
Kong Wenrang, dressed simply in white with ink patterns, followed behind. Although they were brothers, he stood next to his second brother like a scholar-servant.
"Second Brother, don't worry, Third Sister must have been delayed by something."
Kong Wengong closed the folding fan and tapped it on his palm, "If it weren't for Eldest Brother going into seclusion to impact the Nascent Soul stage, he would handle this. He's better at persuading people. I really don't want to bring Third Sister back to the Kong Family."
