Scumbag?
When Fan Qingyin addressed him that way, Ye Haochuan couldn't help shaking his head. Damn, this girl, she can't be satisfied without taking a few shots at me, can she?
Next to him, Huo Mengyao looked down, not daring to look at Fan Qingyin, and nodded lightly, "Hmm."
"How did you help?" Fan Qingyin asked curiously.
"This... better not ask."
Huo Mengyao felt somewhat embarrassed. Thinking about it, how could she possibly speak of such an embarrassing matter as Dual Cultivation?
Fan Qingyin, persistent as always, pressed on, "Sister Mengyao, just tell me, I want to learn from you…"
"You want to learn?" Ye Haochuan couldn't help but chuckle, then shook his head again, "But, I really don't want to teach you anymore."
"I don't need your teaching, scumbag," Fan Qingyin huffed.
Next to him, Huo Mengyao, caught between laughter and tears, said, "It wouldn't be much use learning from me; ultimately, it depends on him…"
With that, she glanced at Ye Haochuan with a smile.
