Ye Chenghong's words made An Yiqing's face turn red, as if she had brushed on a layer of intoxicating rouge. Illuminated in her white dress under the dazzling lights, she appeared even more stunningly enchanting.
"Master, you're actually teasing me!" The girl looked at Ye Chenghong with feigned annoyance, her eyes and heart full of a young lady's charm.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Gu Yelin walked over. Seeing An Yiqing's coy demeanor, his heart stirred, and he wrapped his large hand firmly around her slender waist.
"Elder Ye!" Gu Yelin greeted with respect.
Ye Chenghong nodded with a smile, then turned his gaze toward Old Master Gu and Old Master An, who were walking this way.
