"Damn! You want to teleport to the bed? What are you trying to do? You think I won't strangle you?"
Ye Fan, frustrated, rushed forward and grabbed Gu Changsheng by the neck, shaking him vigorously.
"So rude! Too rude... Young Master Ye, as Confucius said, 'A gentleman should serve with courtesy'... Such lack of ancient teachings..." Gu Changsheng, gasping for air as his neck was being choked, still managed to squabble!
"..." Ye Fan truly was at his limit, and from a distance, he felt as though he could smell the sourness.
This Gu Changsheng must have gone mad from all that reading, right?
During a moment of distraction, Gu Changsheng waved the brush in his hand and swiftly drew a formation in mid-air, causing Ye Fan to suddenly feel emptiness in his hands!
The next moment, Ye Fan was astonished to find that Gu Changsheng, whom he had just been holding, had disappeared?
And to appear instantly behind Ye Fan!
