"If that's the case, why don't you join, so you can see me every day?"
The woman exhaled softly like fragrant orchids, leaning close to Ye Ling, her delicate cherry lips slightly parted, allowing Ye Ling to see her tempting little tongue.
"What's the use of just seeing you?"
Ye Ling leaned forward with a smile and said, "How about this, give me a kiss first, let me taste some sweetness, then I'll join, how about that?"
The woman didn't speak, but her captivating eyes grew colder.
"You dare talk to our boss like that?"
A burly man with tattoos on his back came over, swinging the Mountain-splitting Knife in his hand, staring fiercely at Ye Ling.
"Who are you to teach me how to talk?"
Ye Ling glanced sideways at the man and said, "Also, stop threatening me with that broken knife of yours. If I wanted to, taking on dozens of you wouldn't be a problem."
"You think I'm like those pieces of trash?"
The burly man became enraged, pointing at Huang Mao and the others as he spoke.
