Taking a sip of tea, Master Ye did not dare to look Meng Qi in the eye, somewhat like a cowardly, kneeling playboy when threatened by someone with a knife.
Yet, Meng Qi felt that Master Ye had insightful eyes that seemed like a bottomless lake, often with gentle ripples.
"Master Tang, surely we're going to talk about fighting for the Wang family and against the Huanhua Swords Sect." Mrs. An smiled very attractively. With large breasts, she looked sexier in a dress than the most popular courtesan, making people long to tear off her clothes. Even the nearly 50-year-old Tang Ren could not help glancing at her.
Meng Qi had seen lots of beauties, and would not be seduced. "Why should I join the Wang family rather than the Huanhua Swords Sect? We, the Tang family, always get along well with the Huanhua Swords Sect. If we choose to cooperate with the Wang family, we'll be labeled as ingrates."
