On top of Guifeng Mountain, in a thatched hut, Hu Yang, wearing a sleeveless shirt and sandals, was lazily sitting on a wooden table with his legs crossed. He held a bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, closing his eyes and counting something.,Hu Yang instantly opened his eyes and quickly dialed a phone call.,Yun Yanran said very seriously, “Uncle Lu, I want to try. Besides, with you here, he wouldn't dare to come.”。