That is to say, people from various schools are mixed here, waiting for Yin Xiangqin here.

Yin Xiangqin, the leader, is also quite familiar with it.

This is a man over forty years old, but he is tall and handsome, with a little white face, thick eyebrows, and a unique solemn feeling. His shiny and shiny eyes were frozen on Yin Xiangqin.

"Long time no see, niece, you are getting more and more beautiful. With a masked face, you are so beautiful that you can give your soul. Who else can't be moved by the world?"

Although it was a compliment, Yin Xiangqin had no happiness in her heart.

She frowned slightly and said with a little anger, "Uncle San? Do you still dare to come back?"

"Why don't I dare to come back?"

Yin Zhenhua suddenly laughed, "This is my home. Where can I go if I don't come back?"

Yin Xiangqin replied in a cold voice, "Did you forget the oath you made?"

Yin Zhenhua spread his hands and said, "What oath, I don't know."

Yin Xiangqin took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and said proudly, "If you hadn't knelt down like a dog, begged me to let you go, and swear that you would never come back, I was soft-hearted and announced to the public that you were dead, do you think you could live to this day?"

"Ah, is that true? Is this happening?"

Yin Zhenhua laughed indifferently and said, "Niece, is it meaningful to say this kind of thing now? Do you still not understand the current situation?"

"The feng shui turns around. Niece, it's my general now. It's you who should kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Chapter completed!