"Huff, huff, even when Zhuang Tian was handed an opportunity, he still proved useless."
Ai Qi said indignantly.
"Alright. Haven't you considered whether Ye Fan's strength has improved a little too quickly?"
Ai Wei smiled gently as she looked at the puffed-up Ai Qi and comforted her.
"Weiwei, that big pervert, that stinking hooligan, even touched your chest! Why are you speaking up for him?"
Ai Qi looked at Ai Wei with a wary expression.
Her proud elder sister rarely praised anyone of their generation.
Even someone as formidable as Brother Xiang Fei received, at most, a few polite compliments from her sister.
It was even rarer for her to speak well of someone in front of the two young sisters.
Could Weiwei have taken a liking to that brat?
They knew the secrets behind their own identities.
For an ordinary martial artist to be worthy of them was far, far too difficult.
Even a genius like Ye Fan, whose advancement speed was so terrifying, still did not measure up for now.
After all, they were very special. Their cultivation might be slower in the early stages, but it would grow faster and faster later on.
The exact opposite of ordinary martial artists!
Before the gentle Ai Wei could speak, Ai Qi suddenly became as excited as a little deer, nearly jumping up.
"Yay! Brother Ping successfully challenged that brat. Come on, Weiwei, let's go watch! Watch Brother Ping brutally beat that arrogant villain!"
Chen Ping?
Ai Wei was stunned. She had not expected him to challenge Ye Fan as well.
It seemed this was the work of her mischievous, scheming little sister.
Then she smiled too.
She was also curious just how far that Ye Fan's strength had risen after less than a month apart.
Moreover, a sentence her