"No need, thank you, I don't like being rejected over and over again."
Meng Yu sighed once, then sighed again.
He wasn't an unreasonable person; on the contrary, if you were good to him, even in the slightest, he would remember it.
This conflict was entirely avoidable.
When Meng Yu took over the town from Lingyun City's side, he was very grateful to the Taiyi Sect for their magnanimity, feeling that one of the Four Great Sects was very generous to let go of the town after being defeated by him, but he later learned that they, in union with the Myriad Gold Pavilion, had dug a pit for him.
He became the town's mayor, fixed in place here, and then his resurrection was local, followed by the Myriad Gold Pavilion coming to bother him.
Meng Yu always felt there was some conspiracy involved, just not yet revealed.
"Young Master Meng."
Xue Haoyong's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
