You can't touch it

Guan Jingyi squeezed out a cold snort from his nose, his lips and eyes full of hostility lifted, and said: "With your vigilance, how did you become a commando? Even if I had a blade in my hand, you would have already died a long time ago, don't you know?"

"Eh …" Guan Lifeng started to sweat. He knew that Fourth Uncle had always had very high expectations for him.

"Why aren't you hiding in the place the army prepared for you? What are you doing here?" Guan Jingyi shouted at Guan Lifeng coldly.

"I... I came to see my two little brothers. Oh right, Fourth Uncle, do my two little brothers look like you? " Guan Lifeng had his usual rogue smile on his face.

Guan Lifeng would really interrupt him, but Guan Jingyi was not going to do anything to him.

"Don't do this to me! I was just looking for you and I have something to ask you! " Guan Jingyi said coldly.