Princess Against the World

Smiling silently, something was wrong in his eyes: "It seems that Mo Xuanchen marked out the fishing village for you, which is really unusual! Third Young Master, let's go down and have a look..."

Just as he was about to turn down, his movements suddenly froze and he suddenly grabbed Ling Luoyu's arm.

"Third Young Master..."

He raised his finger slightly and pointed at the bonfire, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"That person over there, does he look familiar to you?"

He didn't say it was okay, but once he said it, Ling Luoyu's eyes darkened completely: "You think it's the same?!"

Feng Chenglin looked silently, but had no words.

If Ling Luoyu can say this, it proves that what he saw is correct!

"Why...why is he here?"

"Yes! Why is he here!" Ling Luoyu smiled evilly, lowered his eyes, and flew down: "It seems that we still know too little about him..."

——

Beside the burning bonfire, people were laughing wildly——

The man was holding the wine bowl and hugging the woman, and from time to time he could hear wild laughter.

The women, on the other hand, put on a forced smile, flattered the men around them, and encouraged them to drink from time to time.

Without exception, these people are all young people in their prime.

Therefore, when a pair of octogenarian old men with white hair staggered in, it seemed particularly abrupt.

"Who are they?!" Someone with sharp eyes saw Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin at a glance and shouted loudly.

Everyone's laughter stopped suddenly, and they all turned to look at the two people.

Feng Chenglin quietly stepped on his feet and whispered in a low voice: "I'll go... Why do these people react like this... As if we are uninvited guests?!"

“Isn’t this considered an uninvited guest!?”

Ling Luoyu's foley sound became a line and sent to Feng Chenglin's ears.

"We are the only two immortals here... Do you think we are uninvited guests?"

Only then did Feng Chenglin realize something was wrong: "Maybe... the old people here are used to going to bed early, so no one shows up..."

"I'm afraid there are no old people here..."

"..."

Ling Luoyu's words made Feng Chenglin's pupils shrink slightly: "Third Young Master, what do you mean!?"

"What do you mean? Can't you see... isn't this a village!?"

"..."

"The men here are dressed in rough clothes and look like they have little money... But almost every one of them hugs each other, with two or three women around them... Although men can have three wives and four concubines, but the premise is This man must be rich!! It is difficult for a man without money to find a wife, so how can he get a concubine!?"

"..."

Feng Chenglin was convinced by Ling Luoyu's powers of observation——

As a man, his first reaction is to look at those women!

As for what was unusual about it, he simply didn't have the time or the inclination to observe it.

"Third Young Master, what do you mean?!"

"It means that we should adapt to circumstances..."

"..."

The two sides seemed to be in a confrontation. No one spoke or moved. Only sparks were "cracking" in everyone's ears.

After a moment of silence, someone finally separated from the crowd and strode out: "Who are you? What are you doing here!?"

This man was dressed in brown silk clothes and seemed to have more status than the people around him.

“Our fishing village has never had any contact with the outside world, don’t you know!?”

He waved his hand suddenly, his voice sharp.

"Get out!! If you don't get out, people in our village may be rude to you!"