C38 Han Family Head

The doors of the manors on both sides of the street opened. They glared at Yang Faan, but they didn't dare to make a move.

Soon, heavy footsteps broke the silence.

Tat tat tat!

The footsteps got louder and louder. Yang Faan looked at the person and said in disdain, "Is a third-rate family like you worthy of my aunt?"

The old man's smile immediately turned into disgrace