Chapter 1722

Song Lingfeng's eyes were fixed on Yan Zun, who was half lying on the bed.

Even though the man's face and most of his figure were covered by black robes.

Songlingfeng can still be recognized at a glance.

This is his young master.

You can't go wrong.

Yan Zun snorted lightly, turned his back to Yan Tao, and spoke slowly to reject Song Lingfeng's words.

"Young Master, this general must have recognized the wrong person."

"I'm just a little short on money and wanted to steal something valuable from the Marshal's Mansion for fun. I haven't even stolen it yet, but you guys are putting on such a big show. Do you think too highly of me?"

Yan Zun raised his forehead with one hand and sighed twice.

It was as if he was looking around at the light prison surrounding the bed.

"Isn't it too fussy to have so many layers of light prison just to lock me up?"

Young Master Yan folded his hands on his chest and said in a cool tone: "He is his biological father after all. Although he is a little unreliable, irresponsible, shameless, and cunning. But who can do anything to a certain scumbag father? I bumped into this handsome guy who doesn’t care about past grudges. The best treatment should always be given..."

Under the black robe, Yan Zun's smile froze for a second.

Then he lay back down again, a little unhappy.

Even though he knew he was his biological father, he still mocked him like this.

snort!

Yan Zun simply closed his eyes, pretended not to hear anything, and began to resist passively.

"Master Marshal, look..."

Song Lingfeng didn't expect that Yan Zun would refuse to admit his fault. She didn't know what to do, so she could only go to see Yan Tao and wait for her instructions.

Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling. There was a faint light flowing in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand.

Almost at the same time she raised her hand, a strong wind suddenly rose in the space where Yan Zun was.

The sweeping wind caused the black robe on his body to fly.

The hood that covered his face was blown off.

This change happened so quickly that even though Yan Zun was very powerful, he was choked several times.

He coughed and sat up. He half-squinted his eyes through the strong wind and looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back.

He has been away from home for many years and travels around.

Even though I could always see news about Yan Tao from Xingwang.com, I even hid in the dark and looked at him from a distance many times.

However, it was the first time that they truly met as father and daughter.

At this moment, he should have been feeling upset and having mixed emotions.

However, those complicated emotions were wiped away by the strong wind caused by his daughter.

Yan Zun reluctantly covered his cheeks with his hands to block the blade-like wind. Against the strong wind, he staggered and sat on the edge of the bed.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows coolly.

The strong wind that swept around Yan Zun immediately stopped.

Yan Zun's black hair had been blown into a mess and was covered in front of his forehead casually, making his face look even more sharp as a knife.

Unfortunately, that was not Yan Zun's face.

When Song Lingfeng took a clear look at the face of the man on the bed, his expression was slightly startled, and his tone was suspicious and a little shocked: "Not... Young Master?"

The man on the bed did not look like the young master he remembered at all.

The black robe on Yan Zun's body had been blown into tatters by the wind, so he simply stopped wearing it.

With a flick of his hand, he pulled off the black robe.

He crossed his legs and looked at Yan Tao calmly.

"What are you talking about? Young Master, why can't I understand a word you say?"

Yan Tao smiled.

But the young man's smile contained an extremely dangerous meaning.