Not only did Qian Yu's smile freeze, but all of the other surrounding disciples and Emperor Lin Mubai froze too.
Evidently…
The sentence 'I didn't mean to screw you!' stopped the conversation, and clearly, the conversation could no longer continue casually.
"Kill him!" Qian Yu's voice was as cold as the chilliest wind in the winter that drilled into Fang Zhengzhi's neck.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi shrugged.
He needed to change his habit of being too straightforward. He should learn to be less straight to the point when facing an elder woman.
At least, he should mention the sentence, 'our age difference is too big, so we're not too suited for each other'.
However, it was too late. The green leaves had already swirled towards him like a whirlwind, radiating cold light on every single leaf.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi began to move.
