She widened her eyes, looking at the man exuding ferocity, "Mo Nanjue, you—"
"What about me?" Mo Nanjue raised an eyebrow, took a step forward, stomped the table support beneath his feet, and forcefully spun it around, "Aren't you trying to say that I'm ridiculously cool?"
"..." What?!
Ridiculously… cool?!
He's so full of himself, do the employees at Empire Jue know this?!
"Yeah, you are so cool, absolutely too cool for school," Tong Ran said with a helpless face but still nodded in agreement, "Mo Nanjue, may I ask if you can be even cooler?"
"You think I'm joking with you?"
"Not at all, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart."
Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes and reached out to remove the cigarette he was holding, "Tong Ran, do you think I'm playing games with you right now?"
"Isn't that the case?" Tong Ran shrugged, "The game of eagle catching chicks, aren't you the most interested in that?"
He is the eagle that looks down upon everything.
