“Chaodong, listen to Bo Er first.”

Peng Yang, who had his hands behind his back, suddenly waved his hand to stop Peng Chaodong from discipling Peng Bo. With a strange expression, he suddenly looked at Zhao Jiuge’s group of three and commanded his most beloved grandson to continue.

Peng Chaodong was reluctant to stop him and wanted to discipline this disobedient son a bit more. He had been worried all night and thought Peng Yang was protecting Peng Bo like before. Just when he was going to continue, he noticed that Peng Yang was still looking at the three youths, and his expression became strange as well. The thoughtful Peng Chaodong was startled for a moment.

His son’s sudden appearance allowed him to vent his anger, so he had forgotten about everything else. Seeing his father’s reaction, he suddenly thought of something. The news from last night mentioned a few dazzling youths; could these three youths be them?

In truth, Peng Chaodong and Peng Yang had the same thought. However, Peng Chaodong’s cultivation was lacking, so he couldn’t feel their auras, he could only guess....