"Yes, he is my friend, irreplaceable. You overestimate yourself and underestimate others." Han Yan didn't want to explain much to Mu Chengxuan. Ye Lanfeng's identity was mysterious, but Han Yan knew that Ye Lanfeng's identity was anything but simple. A servant? She really wanted to scoff at Mu Chengxuan's arrogant face; as arrogant as Mu Chengxuan was now, so painful would his face be later.
"Why bother talking to such people." Ye Lanfeng simply smiled faintly, speaking with a serene grace.
Looking at Ye Lanfeng's detached demeanor, Han Yan felt secretly ashamed. Compared to him, she not only lacked in strength but also in temperament and cultivation.
While feeling ashamed, she heard Ye Lanfeng add, "Just fight, teach him a lesson."
