Qin Ye could feel his eyelids twitching and jumping as he stubbornly kept his finger pointed towards the seats around him. Gritting his teeth, he turned his attention to Su Feng, who was standing right beside him, “When did you get hitched?!”

“Since when was I ever single?” Su Feng stared back at Qin Ye with incredulity, “My other half simply isn’t from around these parts.”

Fine… Very well… Qin Ye swallowed his anger and finally set down his finger. Lin Han promptly minced up to him with a commiserating smile on his face, “My apologies. But don’t worry about it. You’re still young. It’s okay to be single…”

His words were like an awl that was driven through Qin Ye’s heart.

I’m young?!

Bloody hell… Forget it, I can’t be bothered with you ignorant fools.

The future King Yanluo of Hell felt as though he had just been shunted across the face, and he settled back into his seat with great displeasure in his heart. Unfortunately, Lin Han didn’t know his limits, and he immediately minced over once more, “Hey, why don’t I get Yanqiu to help you look for someone? Even though you’re young, and your appearances are rather tender, I think it should still fit the bill for most students out there…”

“Yanqiu?” Qin Ye barked back, “Are you two so close that you’re already on a first-name basis already? So, what’s next? The wedding?”

Local Bully was immediately filled with vigor, “We’ll wait and see about that. Let me tell you something - we’re a power couple that fights on the frontlines against the encroachment of Yin spirits together. We’re a war couple! I’m going to see where she’s going after graduation, and I’ll probably tag along with...