"Xiao Feng!" Third Young Master Xiao's complexion changed again and again, and he suddenly let out a cold laugh, "I might agree to her entering the Xiao Family, but only if she has enough strength. Our Xiao Family has no place for trash!"
The word 'trash' made the murderous aura on Xiao Feng's body grow even denser, with a hint of cold light fleeting through his cold eyes, and just at that moment, a pair of hands landed on his shoulders.
Xiao Feng's spine stiffened slightly, and he retracted the murderous aura enveloping him.
"Fine, I agree." Mu Ruyue raised her eyes to look at Third Young Master Xiao, a glint shining in her gaze.
She had once promised the old ancestor Xiao Yun that one day she would return to the Xiao Family and uncover who had harmed him all those years ago...
"Sister," Xiao Feng turned and took Mu Ruyue's hand, frowning slightly as he spoke, "I stayed here to look for you, and now that you've returned, it doesn't matter if we stay at the Xiao Family or not."
