"State your purpose, I don’t want to hear nonsense!"
The girl’s eyes held a trace of surprise. She had been observing Ye Qingfeng for a while. In her eyes, Ye Qingfeng was the type of playboy who relied on sweet talk to deceive girls, at most having so skills, but those were insignificant to her.
But in this mont, the aura Ye Qingfeng inadvertently revealed was overwhelmingly domineering, completely different from his usual playful deanor when he was with Ouyang Liluo.
Today, she happened to et Ye Qingfeng walking down the street with Bai Wan’er and An Ruoqing, and her anger couldn’t be subdued, which led her to follow them.
"Hmph, I really don’t know what’s so special about you besides that useless face, that makes Shuyao like you so much and end up so heartbroken!"
The girl thought of her best friend’s expression whenever ntioning Ye Qingfeng, which filled her with anger. Her friend had claid Ye Qingfeng was quite capable and outstanding in many ways, which left her curious.
However, after eting Ye Qingfeng at Yanjing University, she was utterly disappointed as she didn’t see anything special in him.
"Shuyao?" Ye Qingfeng touched his nose, suddenly recalling soone he hadn’t seen in a long ti.
"Are you talking about Song Shuyao?"
The girl sneered repeatedly, "Hah, at least you still have so conscience, and rember her. Seeing how you juggle girls at Yanjing University, I thought you had forgotten her existence!"
Ye Qingfeng remained unmoved, glancing over the girl’s face, then lightly shook his head.
"I have to say, you are quite boring!"
To him, Song Shuyao was just soone a bit more special than ordinary friends, yet this girl associated him with Song Shuyao and even followed him to vent on her behalf, which he found extrely laughable.
He opened the door, about to leave, when the girl’s gaze suddenly focused, and she rushed forward.
Her speed was like lightning, and in an instant, she was beside Ye Qingfeng, her slender hand transforming into a claw, aiming for his shoulder.
There was a hint of a smile on her lips. Her intention was to teach Ye Qingfeng a lesson, so how could she let him leave?
If she seized him with this move, she could firmly control Ye Qingfeng.
"Huh?"
The next mont, the girl’s shocked expression froze on her face as her supposedly sure-win move missed.
She turned her head, only to see Ye Qingfeng still standing beside her, unmoved.
"How could it miss?"
She was very puzzled.
Ye Qingfeng looked at her with a hint of surprise. This girl was also a martial arts master, and her cultivation had reached the peak war general stage.
So young, absolutely not inferior to those on the Hidden Dragon List.
"In this world, there are countless hidden talents; it seems that the so-called number one genius is rely relative!"
Though he was sowhat reflective, he wasn’t the slightest bit shocked, even if the girl before him was a rare genius martial artist, he didn’t care in the least.
His gaze was calm and aloof, much like how a Nobel Prize in Literature laureate might view a student’s achievent in a math competition - rely thoughtful.
Having faced and killed revered figures, geniuses, and sacred warriors, what type of genius could compare to him?
Ye Qingfeng intended to ignore the girl and leave directly when a faint airflow cut through the void, causing a cold smile to appear on his lips.
The girl was entirely oblivious, slamming the wooden door shut with a palm, glaring at Ye Qingfeng threateningly.
"I don’t know how you tricked Shuyao’s heart. From the ti I saw her again, she’s been frowning every day, unhappy all the ti. As her best friend, I can’t stand it. You must make her happy again!"
Her words were entirely commanding.
Ye Qingfeng gave her a dismissive glance, his tone indifferent: "Whether she’s happy or not has little to do with ; as her friend, it’s your business!"
The girl’s anger was accumulating, nearly at the breaking point.
"You bastard, Shuyao must have been blind to fall for soone as heartless as you!"
Pointing her slender finger at Ye Qingfeng, she demanded, "I don’t care. She’s at Yanqing University, and you must co with to see her today."
"Oh?" Ye Qingfeng responded indifferently, "And if I don’t go?"
Although, sowhat surprised that Song Shuyao wasn’t in Mingzhu City managing Song Family affairs,
but had co to Yanjing and entered Yanqing University.
Yet, about this girl’s arrogant attitude, Ye Qingfeng felt a bit displeased.
A mischievous and unfriendly smile appeared on the girl’s charming face. She clenched her fist, sending a "crack" of her knuckles, and even took a step closer to Ye Qingfeng.
"If you don’t go, I’ll tie you up and take you!"
"Tie up?"
Ye Qingfeng was taken aback at first, then couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
He found it extraordinarily amusing. He, Ye Jiujie, had single-handedly swept the Huaxia Martial Arts World and overturned the Japan Martial Arts World, exterminating countless War Kings, yet being threatened by a little girl was indeed a first.
The girl saw Ye Qingfeng lightly chuckle without speaking and grinned widely, "What? Are you scared now? If you’re scared, quickly co with to Yanqing University!"
Ye Qingfeng found this self-assured girl quite speechless. His smile gradually faded, replaced by indifference.
He glanced lightly at the girl, disdainfully saying, "You think you can tie up? Just you?"
The girl’s heart was filled with cold laughter. Many were often deceived by her cute and innocent appearance, but she was undeniably a War King master.
The elders in her sect had once told her, given her talent and cultivation, she’d be top-tier in the mortal world with few who could compare.
Since she left her sect and returned to the mortal world, she hadn’t encountered anyone who could rival her. Many who fancied her beauty were harshly taught a lesson without exception.
"Looks like you really don’t want to go. Then don’t bla for being impolite!"
She clenched her hand, about to attack Ye Qingfeng.
But Ye Qingfeng extended a finger, pointing behind her.
"Instead of ddling in others’ affairs, you’d better mind your own business first!"
The girl looked puzzled and turned in the direction Ye Qingfeng pointed. Her eyes instantly focused.
In mid-air, an old man in a black robe was drifting down, holding a snake-shaped cane. His palm was withered and thin, resembling dead wood branches.
Surrounding him was a faint circle of green airflow. A few flies passing by his side almost instantly fell from the air, lifeless.
As he landed, the lush grass in the courtyard withered at a visibly noticeable speed, extrely horrifying.
"Little girl, long ti no see!"
The old man looked at the girl, grinning and revealing a set of slightly green, sinister teeth, appearing sowhat nacing.
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