Chapter 984
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Right after he said that, his gaze fell on the three people at the side. One of them was wearing red clothes that fluttered in the wind. He had a handsome face and an outstanding temperament. The corners of his good-looking lips held an indescribable smile. For some reason, he looked a bit strange in Mo Tiange's eyes.
Next to him was a purple-clothed youth and a finely-clothed youth. The former had a baby face and his chin was slightly raised, revealing a bit of arrogance. The latter had a round figure and a pleasant face. His small eyes were narrowed into a line.
Seeing that the three people's gazes were on him, he crossed his arms and asked, "What are you guys staring at me for?"
"Song Ming."
Fengjiu's gaze fell on him, sizing him up thoroughly. He was in the late stage of the Foundation Building realm and was about eighteen or nineteen years old. His clothes were loose, and he was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and his legs slightly trembling. He looked like a slovenly ruffian.
According to the information given to her by the academy, Mo Tiange knew that Song Ming's family was a bit complicated. His mother died of illness when he was five years old. In the same year, she found out that his father had another woman and two sons. One was the same age as him and the other was a year younger. The year his mother passed away, his father married that woman.
He was just a five-year-old child, but he was able to stop his mother's clansmen from inciting his father to marry that woman and become Madam Song. Under the pressure of the clan elders and his mother's relatives, in the end, that woman could only be accepted as a second wife and was called Second Madam. Even his two sons could only be born of concubines.
Perhaps it was because of his family's environment, but his behavior had been unruly since he was a child. Fighting, gambling, and beauties were all involved. However, his talent was outstanding since he was a child. In addition, he had the support of his mother's clansmen and the protection of the clan elders. It could be said that even in his family, he was a tyrant. No one could discipline him.
Mo Tiange looked at him but didn't say anything. That was because when Song Ming caught a glimpse of a few people coming from not far away, he immediately took the Qiankun Bag that contained money from the attendant's hand and ran away. "You go back first. I'm going to have a chat with the beauties."
"Young Master, don't run. Clan Head wants you to go back!" When those people saw him running away, they hurriedly shouted and chased after him.
Fengjiu glanced at those people. Two of them were Golden Core cultivators, and the few behind them were great spirit-masters. It seemed that it wouldn't take long for them to catch Song Ming.
"I've seen Song Ming from afar for a day or two, but it looks like he doesn't remember us." As Duan Ye spoke, he looked at Fengjiu and asked, "How do you plan to take him away? His family's affairs were troublesome! He probably wants to stay here and cause trouble for his dissolute father, and won't follow us to the Hell Mountain Range. "
Fengjiu glanced at him and said leisurely, "You also know that all of you are troublesome?"
Hearing this, Duan Ye snorted and looked away. How were they not worrisome? They just didn't want to be restrained.
"Let's find a place to stay! Since we're already here, why don't we find a time to visit the Song family? "Ning Lang said as he walked outside to take a look." Let's go to the front and have a look! There should be an inn up ahead. "
"Let's go!"
As she spoke, she walked forward with them, planning to find an inn to stay in first. However, after entering the inn, they booked three rooms and were led upstairs by the innkeeper. Just as they were about to go upstairs, they heard a young man's surprised voice behind them.
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