On a mountain path, a tall young man walked with a wooden stick in his hand. He tapped it on the ground rhythmically, making a "tap-tap-tap" sound as he slowly moved forward.,"Why are you still being polite with me Let's go back to my place. I'll ask the city lord for your hand in marriage tomorrow!",Su Lin cried and hid in Su Shixiong's arms, sobbing, "Father, Ling Feng...he isn't human!"。