Yang Ruoqing held his hand firmly, raised her head and looked at him seriously.

"You did the right thing. We won't cause trouble and we won't be afraid of it."

"The day Risong dares to come up to us and act wild, we must give him a severe lesson."

"Since you have decided to participate in the Naadam Conference and duel with Narisong, then go all out and do it, I support you!"

Her every word has a distinct sound.

Listening to Luo Fengtang's ears, it was as if the warm sun was streaming in.

The blood all over his body is boiling.

"Don't worry, Qing'er, I won't let you down!" he said.

"Well, I believe you!" She nodded.

"Why!"

A sigh reached the ears of the two of them.

It's Yan Huaian.

"Old man Yan, why are you sighing? What? Don't you like us?"

Yang Ruoqing let go of Luo Fengtang's arm and turned to ask with a smile.

Yan Huaian looked at the two people with a complicated expression and shook his head again.

"It's not that I don't think highly of Brother Luo. On my way north, I also encountered some robbers. Brother Luo's old skills have also gained some experience. They are indeed not bad."

Yan Huaian said.
Chapter completed!