Yi Tingfeng walked up to Tang Yichen, reaching out to hook his neck, "Can you include my name the next time you say hello? I'm such a big person, can't you see me, or do I not deserve a name?"
Tang Yichen replied perfunctorily, "Next time, definitely."
Both his expression and tone were extremely perfunctory.
Upon hearing this, Yi Tingfeng clicked his tongue secretly, "Can you be any more perfunctory?"
Tang Yichen ignored him, but Fu Xiyan on the side glanced at Yi Tingfeng, "How did the inquiry go?"
At Fu Xiyan's words, Yi Tingfeng remembered the important matter, "I asked the principal, and he said the key belongs to City Lord Yan. I also asked City Lord Yan, and it was mailed to him by someone else. As for who sent it, he doesn't know either."
As Yi Tingfeng spoke, he shrugged his shoulders.
Fu Xiyan: "Is there no return address?"
