A wisp of a cold smile suffused the corners of Yang Ye’s mouth while he waved his right hand, and a strand of force shot the two scrolls towards Yin Xuan’er as he said, “Miss Yin, I, Yang Ye, don’t deserve these two techniques, so I don’t dare accept them. As for the agreement between the two of us, I’m going back on my word!”

If he was said to previously possess have a slightly favorable impression of this woman that stood before him, then this favorably impression had completely vanished when she ridiculed him.

“Petty!” Yin Xuan’er glanced at Yang Ye and said, “Fine, I apologize for what I said earlier. At the same time, I guarantee that I won’t make a move against that little lover of yours. Alright?”

“Not alright at all!” Yang Ye shook his head and said, “Young Miss Yin, I think that we’re truly not suitable to collaborate with each other. A forced collaboration will definitely cause even greater conflict to arise between us in the future.”

He truly didn’t have the slightest favorable impression of this peerless beauty that stood before him,...