As Yang Fan and Mr. Fan were conversing, Fan Sisi huddled quietly to the side, not saying anything, but she kept sending Yang Fan furtive glances of concern, filled with thick, honey-like yearning.
The two of them also hadn't had a passionate tumble in the sheets for quite some days.
However, in front of Mr. Fan, Yang Fan dared not show too much.
"Mr. Fan, it seems you've made up your mind?" Yang Fan asked.
Mr. Fan nodded, "Since she is an old acquaintance of your Grandmaster, it's only proper for me to meet her and take the opportunity to discuss some matters. The dispersal of energy has been too fierce, the wooden tower has already manifested on the outside, if this continues, it will certainly attract the attention of the authorities."
"She told me she had done her best to suppress it, how could it still be leaking out?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.
His power was limited, and he couldn't see the full picture.
