What a Ye Huli, bringing unwarranted romantic troubles upon this old woman again.
Yun Sheng felt a sourness in her heart.
She thought to herself, Ye Huli is quite popular.
Are these women blind? What's so good about that guy?
He's been sinister and cunning since he was young, and doesn't blink an eye when killing. If you talk about good points, he's just a tad better-looking than the average man, well, and a bit richer than average.
Not enough with a Chen Lianlian, there's also Long Shui, and the female trainees from the Mainland Elite Camp, each of them fawning over him like ants to honey.
While Yun Sheng felt sour, she would never verbally concede defeat.
"You sure have a heavy taste, your master. There aren't many women in the world who can stand him," Yun Sheng released Long Shui.
"Don't you dare speak ill of my master. My master is the best man in the world," Long Shui clenched her lips; she hated it, why the master would fancy a woman like Yun Sheng.
