Ye Qingtang, once again, swore to the heavens that she did not want to put on an act with this person ever again in her life.
If Ling Yan personally came to act with her, the effect… should not be like what it was right now.
"Even if it's an imitation, it's already very scary. I never thought that the Supreme Academy would actually have such a figure like you. I made an error of judgment… Ye Qingtang, you can strike! It's useless to talk so much!" The midget shouted sternly.
"…"
Useless to talk so much? From the start to now, she only said a total of four words: "It's me" and "An imitation".
"Full of bullsh*t!" She shouted.
Ye Qingtang frowned immediately and swept her sword across horizontally.
In a flash, a frightening sword gleam slashed towards the midget.
The midget had a confused expression. There should not be "full of bullshit" in Ye Qingtang's lines… Could it be that she improvised it…
