"Lord Xue Yang is quite the romantic! What's that saying? Even being a ghost can be romantic if you die under a peony? But it's impressive how Lord Xue Yang can still take a liking to a peony with a bloody nose and swollen face!
"You even walked straight into a trap… It's really… impressive! Extremely impressive!"
He gave Xue Fangyang a thumbs up, his expression so provocative that only Xue Fangyang could truly understand.
Xue Fangyang felt like vomiting. Shang Ningluo was the biggest stain in his life. Not only did he fall into her trap, but he also embarrassed himself at Camp Zhan Yun.
He finally understood why Shang Ningyi hated Qian Jiyun so much. He must have suffered at Qian Jiyun's hands.
"Qian Jiyun, Fu Ming! Good! Very good!"
He looked back and forth between Qian Jiyun and Fu Ming, gritting his teeth.
"Qian Jiyun, tell me frankly. Are you going to give me the antidote or not?" he asked.
