"Just average, I don't think he will ever be better than me in the future."
Qin Yu's expression was indifferent, exuding a confident and transcendent aura.
So gracefully pretentious.
——If you hadn't voluntarily jumped off the cliff, he would probably be rubbing you against the ground right now.
Golden Wall chimed in with a stab.
Qin Yu: "Don't start talking dirty during dungeon time, I'm busy."
Dirty talk? It didn't have any.
Golden Wall was speechless.
But the old man looked at her as if seeing through her intentions, "Do you want to learn how to become stronger from me?"
Qin Yu: "Of course, Elder, you have a discerning eye."
Old man: "You've made it quite obvious, it's just short of having 'I am outstanding, please teach me...' carved on your forehead."
Qin Yu: "What's your opinion then?"
My Li Yuanfang Grandfather.
