"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Didn't he... didn't he already die? How could he still come back?"
Ning Jianyang's face was stiff, expressionless, and like a madman, he rushed out of the house, heading straight for the Ning Family's second son's villa.
"Ning Qingfeng, come out here!"
Without any hesitation, Ning Jianyang stormed into his second brother's courtyard, his voice like thunder.
Ning Qingfeng, who was drinking tea and reading in the backyard, frowned upon hearing the voice, a strong aura of menace emanating from him, but he quickly restrained it.
The second son of the Ning Family, Ning Qingfeng, a kingly figure with extraordinary martial skills and wisdom, always wore a smile on the surface, but was actually a smiling tiger, unlike Ning Jianyang, who was straightforward both inside and out.
The Ning Family had three sons: the eldest, Ning Jianyang, who had a hard temper and didn't hide his dislike for people or things he disliked.
