“What a slick talker!” Sang Qian sneered. This guy really never gives up a chance to tease a girl!

But Miss Xie is from a distinguished clan, and she would clearly despise such crass… methods.

Somehow, Xie Daoyun looked extremely shy right now! Sang Qian grew more and more annoyed. What the hell is wrong with these girls? Do all girls like this type of shit?

You have successfully trolled Sang Qian 412 Rage points!

Zu An was a little surprised. What’s up with these sudden Rage points? Are you jealous that I’m more popular than you?

Of course, he didn’t mind them at all. In fact, the more points the better!

“So, what does young master Zu have to say to us?” Sang Hong looked at the Red Cloak Army soldiers behind Zu An and roughly assessed their numbers.

“I believe Sang Qian was lying on his bed like a dead dog not too long ago.” Zu An deliberately glanced over at Sang Qian while saying this.

“Dead dog?” Sang Qian was so angry he wanted to draw his blade, but he couldn’t find the hilt of his sword despite reaching for it several times. He belatedly remembered that it was his...