Seeing the newcomer, Wen Chenzi's lips trembled for a moment, finally resting his gaze on Tan Wenbin.
That night in Nantong, it was this person who came out to stop him from taking the child away and even cast a spell on him.
In the panic at that time, he had even wounded the other party. Thinking back now, it was likely intentional by the other party.
"Fly away, fly away, fly away!!!"
Ling Fengzi ran down the steps towards Li Zhiyuan and the others, running circles around them like a madman.
Li Zhiyuan: "No smell of excrement on him, even after going mad, he still knows cleanliness."
Ling Fengzi's running posture stiffened for a moment.
Tan Wenbin: "Indeed, throughout history there are many cases of pretending to be mad, even if one is a prince, they at least live in a pigsty, your act is quite perfunctory."
"Fly away... fly away..."
Ling Fengzi's shouting grew weaker and weaker.
Yin Meng pointed at Ling Fengzi: "Then why doesn't he run away, but stays here instead?"
