Ouyang Mingmei had always been his target.
But he never found the opportunity to get his hands on her.
Suddenly, Ouyang Mingmei stopped, and then she headed straight for the bar entrance.
"Nibelk, you should leave her alone if you've got nothing better to do. Even the Evil Lord has not touched her, so why are you entertaining such crooked ideas?"
At that moment, Yale, who had been standing quietly by his side, popped open a bottle of beer and said indifferently.
"Pfft, she's nothing but a woman with a cold exterior and a wild heart. I've been with countless like her."
Nibelk retorted, not showing any sign of weakness.
Suddenly, an idea sparked in his brain.
"Hey Yale, I want to cooperate with you, how about it?"
"Cooperation? How so, tell me about it."
Yale said, his face devoid of expression, his tone cool.
Meanwhile, outside the bar.
Ouyang Mingmei slowly approached a large tree on the side of the street.
