Ye Ling had an expression of shy coyness on his face, which made all the girls burst into giggles.
"You there, stop pretending. Alice already told us about you, you sly dog. You even managed to snag the future empress of the Ross Clan."
"Right, right, she's quite the wealthy woman. Only Yue Xin could possibly compete with her."
"What are you talking about? The Ross Clan's wealth is never disclosed. It's enormous, almost incalculable. Otherwise, how could they dare to call themselves the sixth empire?"
The more the girls talked, the prouder Ye Ling became. He raised his head and looked around at all the girls with a smug expression. Look how skillful I am, aren't I?
The Xuan Nu, dressed in fresh urban style, couldn't help but grit her teeth at Ye Ling's expression, "Hey, even mentioning you're overweight makes you out of breath, doesn't it? Are you proud? Are you glorified?"
"No, no, not proud, not glorified, I'm sorry. I'm shameful, the very synonym of sin."
