Yan Shao Zhe had intended to exchange a few pleasantries, leave a good impression on the two of them, and lay the groundwork for his future recruitment plans.
But he had never expected Dugu Luo to push her luck so far.
Could his recruitment efforts fail before they had even begun, ending in disaster halfway through?
"I had originally planned to apologize to Miss Mo Yan. Since I happened to run into you two on the way, I thought I'd ask you to pass along a message. It would be more convenient this way." Yan Shao Zhe truly lived up to his reputation as a seasoned schemer, coming up with a response in an instant.
At the moment, he still did not want to see that girl Mo Yan. She was simply too unsettling. Since he was not mentally prepared, he decided to set her aside for now.
What an old fox. Dugu Luo thought to herself, though her expression did not change in the slightest. "Dean Yan, I'm just a nobody. You'd better apologize to Lady Mo Yan in person. That would be a good thing for both you and me."
Dean Yan: ...
Ling Luochen: ...
Upon hearing this, the two reacted differently, yet there was a subtle similarity between them.
Ling Luochen was full of surprise. She had not expected Dugu Luo to show Yan Shao Zhe so little respect. At this moment, she had already learned the identity of the middle-aged man before her—the genius from her father's generation, the current Dean of the Martial Soul Department, level 95 Super Douluo Yan Shao Zhe.
As for Yan Shao Zhe, he inwardly cursed, feeling that Dugu Luo was just like that girl Mo Yan—equally calculating and devious.
Yan Shao Zhe suppressed his displeasure and anger, then said