CHAPTER 1134: 1212: IS IT REALLY AS UGLY AS IT APPEARS IN THE PAINTING?

Dong Huiying subtly observed Fengsu. This person exuded a noble demeanor, which reminded her of the sickly Shu Yu at home. She also noticed a guqin, indicating that Young Master Feng might be a person of refined taste?

Then, she looked at Shujun, thinking to herself that Shujun’s manner seemed to suggest she had heard of Fengsu’s name before? However, it was not appropriate to ask more in front of everyone right now, so she temporarily suppressed her curiosity.

Fengsu asked, "Earlier today, I heard Little Wu mention you, and didn’t expect to meet you so suddenly tonight."

Liang Yuening coughed awkwardly, "My wife is surnamed Dong!" Then, before Fengsu could speak, he looked at Dong Huiying with a silly expression and said, "Right, Yingying, how are you and Third Brother here?"

Dong Huiying smiled, "Having heard you’re in the Great Northwest and the year-end is approaching, yet you haven’t returned, the two of us came. By the way, we also brought some friends. Coincidentally, we heard about discussing the matter of the Wolf King’s expedition tonight, so we came to join in the excitement."

She came not just for Little Wu but also for Lao Si. Little Wu was aware of this, but still asked her why she came, and she understood immediately.

Although Little Wu was with Fengsu, their relationship was quite complex. On the surface, they were friends, but regarding Lao Si’s matters, Little Wu had clearly not revealed much to Fengsu. Was he guarding against Fengsu?

At this point, Shujun spoke, "Young Master Feng’s esteemed name is renowned. To be honest, I once frequented the places of pleasure and heard mentions of Young Master Feng. It is said that his performance of ’Wei Yang Su’ was legendary in the Northwest, and now upon meeting him, I find not only is his musical talent extraordinary but he is also a man of sophistication."

Fengsu smiled, "It’s merely exaggerated praise from outsiders. Fengsu was simply indulging in a pastime; it’s a family tradition after all."

Regardless of what each held in their hearts, on the surface, they appeared harmonious and pleasant.

Just then.

"Awoo—!!"

The howl of a wolf sounded, and the troops behind the carriage immediately became noisy: "The Wolf King, it’s the Wolf King, everyone be careful!!"

Dong Huiying was startled, and Liang Yuening was the first to react, yet nobly found an excuse for himself. "The Wolf King? I’ve been curious about this person for a long time, need to see if he really looks as ugly as in the paintings."

Shujun’s mouth twitched, and Dong Huiying was slightly taken aback. Then the two of them were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Ugly?

Was this about Lao Si?

And this self-talk from Yue Ning was actually directed at Fengsu. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw outside, in the stormy snow, they had already neared the foot of the mountain.

The shadows of trees flickered, and the Silver Wolves stared fiercely at them in the blizzard.

Yue Ning gazed intently into the distance, seeing at the head of the wolf pack, a disheveled man sitting high on a robust Silver Wolf, holding a long knife. In the snowstorm, the distance was too far to see the man’s face clearly, but that form, that physique, was clearly his fourth brother!

Dong Huiying had also come closer.

At this moment, someone in the troops suddenly shouted, "Kill—! Kill the Wolf King, rid the world of evil!!"

Ill-intentioned individuals incited fiercely, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.

Fengsu’s eyebrows lightly furrowed.

Yue Ning immediately jumped off the carriage, "I’ll join the excitement too!"