That young girl looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Ye Linlang.
Her hair was as black as ink. Although her facial features had not fully matured and there were some traces of youth, just by standing there in a red dress, she looked exceptionally youthful and lively. She would definitely be a great beauty in the future.
Even though her posture was so arrogant, no matter who looked at her, they could not help but want to hold her in their hands and feel the pain. They felt that she had the right to be arrogant.
On the other hand, Ye Linlang, who had disheveled hair and wore a tattered dress, was completely different from the young girl. They were like heaven and earth.
Seeing Ye Linlang standing there in a daze, the beautiful young girl in a red dress raised her eyebrows. The disdain in her eyes deepened.
"Hey, Ye Linlang, I'm talking to you? Are you a mute?"
