Seeing Li Jinfeng's surprised expression, Zhang Xiaohua bragged: "Young Master Li, tell me, if... Poor Dao recommends you to Ouyan, what do you think of the chances?"
"Pfft" Li Jinfeng paused and laughed: "If something like this can be bought and sold, what hope do I have? Perhaps Qiu Tong would not even care for a poor scholar like me? Hmm, even if she reluctantly agrees because of you, what about our lives afterward? Wouldn't we be living in your shadow? If Qiu Tong is not willing, what's the use of me begging you?"
Zhang Xiaohua was even more stunned. He stared at Li Jinfeng for a while before giving him a thumbs up: "I admire you! You can actually say such words to Qiu Tong's... Miss's senior brother sect leader. I really admire you, you.... really have guts!"
"Only just realizing it now?" Li Jinfeng raised his mouth, his tone showing a hint of complacency.
He then leaned in closer, "Why don't you tell me, what's bothering you?"
