Huh?
Upon hearing Master Glen mention the name Ye Feng, Holy Mother Natasha furrowed her brows, a sharp glint flashing through her eyes:
"What? Mr. Glen, you know Ye Feng?"
"No... no, Holy Mother, don't misunderstand. I'm from the United States, often in contact with high-level figures there, especially military leaders, so naturally, I've heard of the Immortal Madman. But I've never met him!"
Glen's face was filled with fear, though he couldn't help but recall the guy who once practiced piano under him!
That guy, though he only practiced with him for half a year, was the most proud and cherished disciple of his life!
His talent, his way of dealing with people, all made Glen Fort extremely fond, except...
At this moment, hearing Master Glen's words, the hostility on Natasha's face slowly dissipated, and then a slight apologetic smile appeared:
