He pondered for a moment, then slapped the table forcefully, "I remember now! Gu Yelin, the third young master of the Gu Family in Xuandu City! I saw him during my younger days. He was cold as a child, and now he's grown into a God of Slaughter! Girl Qing, what's so good about that iceberg?!"
An Yiqing smiled faintly, her face radiant, "Ah Lin is good in every way, especially in being good to me."
"Hahaha! What's the matter, Old Peng? Speechless? Why meddle in a young couple's affairs? You're halfway to the grave and still thinking of playing matchmaker, randomly pairing lovers!" Duan Jingning laughed, "Be careful, if today's words reach the third young master Gu's ears, he's so petty, he's quite anxious about Girl Qing! If you offend him, then that boy might deploy 'Hong Ci' to wipe out your forces. I'd like to see where you go to cry! Hahaha!"
