Zheng Zijun's character wasn't that bad after all. Just as Duan Feiyu had said, many people in QianZhong Ridge had been hunted down by their enemies or because their sects had been destroyed. Although they were forced to fight for a living, they were not unpardonable evil people, they could still be kind.
"Oh, so it's Young Master Zhang." Ling Chuxi didn't want Zheng Zhijun to be too embarrassed, so she still looked at Zhang Yuhong, albeit indifferently.
"You are too polite. Just call me Yuhong," said Zhang Yuhong with a smile as he put away the anger in his eyes.
Even as a pervert with good taste and expertise, Zhang Yuhong's self-restraint was quite good.
"Are we very close?" asked Ling Chuxi coldly.
"Not now, but we will be in the future. By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet." Zhang Yuhong still smiled meaningfully, not getting angry quite yet.
