Yang Bingzhong waved his hand, "Don't get it wrong. I'm a Fourth Level Citizen, Tang Shuying is a wildling. What qualifies her to talk about emotions with me? She's just a toy for me. I'm not like you, talking about true love. We're brothers; if you want her, how could I not agree?"
"Is that so? That's wonderful! Thank you, Mr. Yang!"
Ren Zhong was so excited he sat up straight on the bed, as if his waist didn't hurt anymore, his legs weren't sore, and his whole body was full of energy.
"But let me remind you, even though she's just a Blast Master, she's still at the Fourth Level. She's pretty strong, so tell her to be gentle and not hurt yourself."
"Hmm! I know!"
...
Twenty minutes later, dressed in tight casual clothes that accentuated her figure, the charming and alluring Tang Shuying entered Ren Zhong's bedroom with a smile.
