"You got that right." Yang Yufeng was already against Zhang Yuanmin hunting the Black Bear's Den. Now that she had someone backing her up, her spirits lifted.
Besides, she'd already raised her hand to him in front of Zhao Jun today, so she didn't care about holding back anymore. Pointing at Zhang Yuanmin, Yang Yufeng said, "You better listen to what our brother here is saying. Stop wasting your days cooking up all sorts of nonsense, calling yourself the 'Yong'an Little Zhuge.' Just look at you! You've tried to take on a bear's den three times. How many of those were successful? If our brother hadn't saved you, you'd have died several times over by now."
"Get out of here." Zhang Yuanmin, growing flustered and angry, pointed back at Yang Yufeng and barked, "Look what time it is! Go make our brother some food."
Zhang Yuanmin's outburst was just a front, a way to save face. As it happened, Yang Yufeng had said all she wanted to say, so she gave him the out and turned to leave.
