Fu Ge's face turned completely dark, and his eyes shot toward Ji Luo like cold arrows.
He had grown bold and tried to poach her.
Did Ji Luo think he was dead?
His sharp eyes stared at the person who kept talking.
He clenched his fist and pinched the paper. The bones of his knuckles cracked.
"More reliable than her boyfriend?" he asked darkly, "Do you need me to give up my seat to you?"
When the person who was originally chatting happily heard this, his desire to live exploded. He said righteously, "What nonsense are you talking about? My love for Master Xixi can be seen by heaven and earth. I don't have any thoughts of surpassing the relationship between a man and a woman. You're blaspheming our pure heart of a master and disciple."
Fu Ge's face turned green. He couldn't take it anymore. "Shut up."
