"Linda, my dad used to have a buzz cut, really, he wasn't a monk," Li Mufan, the Third Young Master Li, suddenly said with such a lack of conscience.
"You idiot, does Linda understand what a buzz cut is? If you can't speak properly, then shut up for me. Don't add to the chaos," President Xuanyuan Wuji said. Hearing his good friend Li Mufan's unreliable words only made him feel a headache starting to form, and he roared in rebuke.
Feeling aggrieved by Xuanyuan Wuji's words, the Third Young Master Li didn't argue back. His father, Li Leyan, did indeed have a short haircut. However, he knew that everyone was on edge because they were worried about Shangguan Linlang, so he wasn't foolish enough to get into a war of words with Xuanyuan Wuji in this situation. What would that be if not asking for trouble?
"Linda, what Li Xiaosan meant by buzz cut is the same as a crew cut," Shangguan Zifeng suddenly butted in.
