"What a coincidence, young lord Zeng, we meet again. Originally, I wanted to discuss with you again and let you have the courtyard. Why didn't you come? what a pity. " In any case, The Grudge between them had already been sowed. Ling Chuxi could not be bothered to be polite and said this teasingly.
"Hmph," he snorted. The corner of Zeng fanjian's mouth twitched."What negotiation? you can fool me. Two million five-colored spirit stones are gone after one negotiation, and you've even been beaten up. Do you think I'm stupid?"
"You're Ling Chuxi?" Zeng fanjian did not reply, but the young man in front of Yuwen Sicheng looked at Ling Chuxi with an unfriendly gaze and asked coldly.
"Not bad." Ling Chuxi said indifferently.
