C522 Heading to the Royal Martial Sect
At this time, Ye Xiaoyun was waiting in the house. Not long after, Zhao Feng brought a few plates of delicious food onto the table.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao." Ye Xiaoyun said with a smile.
"What's there to thank me for? You just helped me, so I should be thanking you." Zhao Feng also sat down and said with a smile.
"Uncle Zhao, why did those two just now bully you?" Ye Xiaoyun asked curiously