Severing Emotions Great Art: Part Two

Yan Beihan pondered inwardly, anticipation stirring in her heart.

But she knew that this was supposedly a question most men hated answering, so Yan Beihan decided she would ask it only this once.

In his heart, who is prettier—Night Dream or me? That was the question Yan Beihan was most fixated on right now.

"My mom is the prettiest."

Fang Che answered with utter sincerity, without even thinking: "Lord Yan is second."

"..."

Yan Beihan, who had been eagerly anticipating his answer, blinked in bewilderment, her breath caught in her chest. "...All right."

There was really no way to get angry over this.

But Yan Beihan had wanted to hear him say, You're the prettiest.

There was nothing she could do about it... How could she compare with his mother?

Still, she felt satisfied inside. She was second! Second was good enough!

Haha, at least she wasn't third.

Yan Beihan was instantly content.

"In every child's heart, their mother is the most beautiful."

Yan Beihan sighed. "Weren't you going out of the city to report to Southeast Headquarters? And didn't you still have things to deliver to the Night Demon Sect?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go together."

Yan Beihan spoke indifferently. "After we leave the city, we can spar and see what your combat strength is really like now."

Yan Beihan's expression was gentle.

But in her heart, she had already decided to beat this clueless fellow in front of her senseless. You have those eyes, but you can't see a thing. Don't you deserve a beating? Her small hands were folded inside her sleeves, her fists already clenched tightly.

"This subordinate couldn't ask for anything better!" Fang Che was overjoyed.

He wanted to test his own strength as well. With Yan Beihan as his opponent, he could finally fight without