Shen Xinglan witnessed Tang Fei's shamelessness once again.
Although he had long been accustomed to such things, Tang Fei always managed to break his own record and reach a new peak of shamelessness.
Every time, it left people with a refreshing yet suffocating feeling.
How many years have you been secretly wearing soft armor?
I wear it once, and you say I've learned bad habits?
Besides, whom did I learn it from?
Bah, shameless.
"Same for you." Shen Xinglan sneered coldly, "He who stays near ink gets stained."
"What you said... Does the Shen Family have no good people?"
"..."
Shen Xinglan knew that when it came to verbal sparring, he was no match for Tang Fei.
This guy's mouth was too slick.
Otherwise, how could he have won Phoenix's heart in such a short time?
He himself had been trying for over a decade, only to end up as the closest stranger...
Tang Fei squinted and assessed Shen Xinglan, then said, "Have you been training lately, Senior Brother?"
