His speech was unhurried, matching his appearance, gentle and relaxed.
Wen Chaosheng's hand trembled as he quickly looked towards Ye Wanlan: "Sister Lan, although I don't interact much with people, I dabble in Fighting Technique, so maybe—"
"Just sit tight." Ye Wanlan was very calm, "The battle that follows is indeed not something you can intervene in."
"Really?" Wen Chaosheng was totally confused. He sneaked a glance at Yan Tingfeng, "But I see he..."
Seems rather frail and looks like he's not in good health!
"Oh, brother, playing the hero for a beauty at this moment?" The young man scrutinized Yan Tingfeng from head to toe, "Better not embarrass yourself before the girl you like, or it'll backfire."
He didn't genuinely believe Yan Tingfeng was capable, just pretending to be tough.
But since they were People of Shenzhou, it mattered not whom he dealt with.
"You go." The youth waved his hand, signaling one of his underlings to step forward, "Show him what we've got."
