Su Yunling's mouth quirked subtly as he leaned lazily against the wall of the corridor, imitating Gu Zhiqi, and then he spoke.
"Master Zhi."
The two words were uttered with a playful and slightly teasing charm, sounding unexpectedly pleasant.
Even Gu Zhiqi, who had heard countless pleasant voices, felt a feather-like caress on his ear upon hearing Su Yunling's address.
Quiet!
Utter silence!
Su Yunling's call of "Master Zhi" left the onlooking crowd completely dumbfounded.
The corridor once again fell silent.
Most people present knew Su Yunling's temperament to a certain extent.
Su Yunling seemed to be a cynical man who always looked disinterested and indifferent, friendly only towards those he found pleasing, but in reality, no one could take advantage of him.
In action, he never let himself be shortchanged, and verbally, he was unforgiving.
And yet, here he was, calling a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl 'Master Zhi'?
He must be crazy.
