"I'm not giving face to Qi Lechun, but to Jiang Manyu!" Wang Yan's eyes were heavy, and her brows were full of dread!
Disciple Wang heard this, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes: "Jiang Manyu?"
He licked his lips, and the cold and exquisite face of her appeared in his mind: "Pretending to be aloof, sooner or later I'll definitely get her!"
"Shut up!" Wang Yan suddenly turned and a silver light shot out from her sleeve, exploding with a crack at Disciple Wang's feet, scaring him into a stumbling retreat!
Wang Yan snorted coldly: "With just your skills, you're not even worthy to carry her shoes! I advise you not to daydream!"
Disciple Wang's face turned steel blue, but he didn't dare say another word!
...
The third floor of the inn was full of high-quality rooms!
Anyone able to stay here had an extraordinary status!
Qi Lechun settled everyone, then went straight to Xu Wendong's room!
