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.,"When you come to my house, who do you ask me to be",Yun Yanran said very seriously, “Uncle Lu, I want to try. Besides, with you here, he wouldn't dare to come.”。