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.,As for what happens next, your grandfather Qin will take care of everything. Just listen to him. I... will wait for you!,"If you don't take care of those people behind you, I estimate you won't be able to leave."。