"Forget it if you don’t believe ," the old man snorted coldly.
"You two stop arguing, you’re both targets, they’re here to catch you," the driver’s voice rang out again.
"Damn it!" Yangyang cursed upon hearing this, "You better not let see your face, or you’re dead."
"Shut up and be quiet for a mont," the old man yelled again.
The old man’s heart was extrely unsettled at the mont, he was also worried, wondering if being caught during this trip would bring any danger.
Yangyang was also thinking, catching the old man is one thing, but why catch him? What’s the reason behind it?
Sigh, if only my brother were here, he surely could find out the reason.
I wonder if my brother misses , sigh, I miss ho so much.
Perhaps feeling a bit tired, he fell asleep while contemplating.
When he opened his eyes again, they had arrived at the place, the room was pitch black, he couldn’t tell if it was night or the room was too sealed off, without any light.
"Old man, are you still here?"
"Old man..."
"You impolite brat, what’s all this shouting?" the old man’s voice ca from the darkness, "I was sleeping so soundly and you woke up."
"Are you a pig? Can sleep at a ti like this?"
"Pfft, as if you didn’t sleep too."
"..."
Yangyang fell silent, and the room returned to quietness.
After so ti, the door was opened from the outside.
"Oh, you two are quite sensible, not making a fuss, not bad."
The voice of the newcor sounded sowhat familiar, Yangyang was trying to recall which person he had t sounded like this.
"Who are you?" Yangyang asked, "Why don’t you light a lamp? Are you too ugly to show yourself?"
The door opened and the room remained pitch dark, so it must be nightti already.
"Kid, you’re still as unpleasant as ever."
"You’re still just as annoying as before."
"Have you figured out who I am?" In the darkness, the handso face frowned, eyebrows raised high.
"I haven’t," Yangyang said with twitching lips, "Aren’t people who kidnap annoying?"
Well, the newcor was at a loss for words.
"Light the lamp!"
In the dark, sounds of rustling were heard, soon white light illuminated the entire room, not from lamp fire, but from the glow of night pearls.
"It’s you!" Yangyang recognized the newcor, "You actually didn’t die?"
"Everyone’s still alive, how could I die?"
The newcor smiled and sat down on a chair.
"Why did you capture ?" Yangyang glared at him angrily, "I have no grudge against you!"
"Why capture you?" the person on the chair rested his chin, looking at his little face with interest, "I think you’re a talent, really appealing to , so I caught you! Besides, with Ye Zi’an being so weak, what right does he have to have a son like you?"
"Do you want to be your son?"
"You could interpret it that way too."
"Ugh! Shaless, can anyone just be my father?" Yangyang flared up, "You don’t look better than my handso father, why should you be my father? My father is now Lord Marquis, you’re now a stray, why should you be my father? Oh, no wait, I should say you’re now ’dead’, how can a dead person be my father?"
"Also, if you’re alive, then my aunt must be alive too, right? Where is my aunt?"
Prince Le twitched his mouth, this brat really has an annoying tongue.
Indeed, the person sitting on the chair was Prince Le, who supposedly fell off a cliff and had died.
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