Sang Zitong saw the young man wearing bright clothes and an angry horse, with a doting smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to her and said, "Asang, come here. I will never let you down in this life!" As soon as Sang Zitong stretched out his hand, he saw that the young man's face immediately changed. His face was tense, his eyes were staring at him sharply, the corners of his mouth were raised in disdain, and then he shouted sternly: "Sang Zitong, if you dare to touch her, I will let your Sang family be buried with you! There will never be a day when you can turn over!" Sang Zitong! Tong was looking at the young man and said eagerly, "It's not me, it's not me." Suddenly, the young man clamped down on Sang Zitong's neck and roared with a ferocious face: "Sang Zitong, take your Sang family and go to hell!"