C1375 The Damask Tree

Zhao Yutang's footsteps halted at the crossroads.

Sensing his presence drawing near, Feng Tiange quietly gathered her strength, ready to act if necessary.

"What's the situation inside?"

Since Zhao Yutang lived near the prison, he naturally kept a close eye on Feng Yan's remains, visiting two or three times a day to ensure everything was in order.

Feng Tiange remained silent