"Feng Yueming…" Mi Yao's eyes brimmed with joy.
"It's me," Feng Yueming said softly as he looked at her.
"Second brother, you came? But is it really okay for you to launch a surprise attack on us like this?" Huangfu Jianxu said with a smile.
"According to your words, all that's needed is to remove the veil from her face. Did anyone say a surprise attack was not allowed?" As he spoke, Feng Yueming reached out to lift Mi Yao's veil.
"Second brother!" Huangfu Jianchen grabbed Feng Yueming's arm.
Feng Yueming's narrow eyes instantly spread like spilled ink, and he moved his thin lips, "Jianchen, do you realize what you're doing?"
Huangfu Jianchen looked at Mi Yao, then nodded, "I know."
Feng Yueming slowly curled the corners of his mouth, good, very good.
From that moment on, they were split over Mi Yao.