Hearing the evasion in Tie Lao Er's words, Song Cheng's expression turned cold, and the iron-blooded and stern aura of the battlefield instantly emerged, making him appear as if he were made of ice.
Tie Lao Er's pupils constricted, and he instinctively swallowed, casting a sidelong glance at Song Cheng, continuously pondering in his mind, Song, what's his background, from the other side of the river, Song?
Something flashed through his mind, his face changing slightly with alarm, could it be that Song?
Song Cheng lifted his head, fixing his gaze on Tie Lao Er, and said: "My younger sister has always been headstrong, the apple of our parents' eyes. Her running away this time has worried our father and mother terribly, nearly turning the entire Northwest upside down. Some informants said she appeared in Yanzhou City, which is why I've come to search. I shudder to think what might happen if anything befell this girl, how enraged my father would be."
