Leng Yaozhu had drifted off, analyzing how much human bloodline Tang Wulin still had left, when a slightly teasing voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Hey, beautiful~"
"What are you thinking about so intently?"
Leng Yaozhu's expression turned cold. She turned around, ready to blurt out the word "scram":
"Scr... Su Yan?"
"No."
"Su Yan, listen to my explanation. I thought someone was hitting on me again. I didn't mean to curse at you."
Leng Yaozhu panicked for a moment.
We're screwed!
How could I be so careless? This man killed without batting an eye... Though Su Yan seemed not to have killed anyone besides Tang Hao and Ah Yin from Douluo Dalu 2.
But she still couldn't offend the Group Leader, who was even stronger than a God King!
Thinking of this, Leng Yaozhu hurriedly bowed her head and apologized to Su Yan again:
"I'm sorry, Su Yan."
Su Yan's peripheral vision swept over the large expanse of snow-white revealed by Leng Yaozhu's bow. He replied magnanimously:
"It's fine."
"You cursed, so you cursed. I have a good temper and won't get angry... just be more careful in your next life."
"Mm, I definitely won't next time... Next life?" Leng Yaozhu's eyes instantly widened as she stared at Su Yan in terror.
What?
Was she about to die just like that?
Su Yan almost laughed and said lightly, "I was teasing you. You're so beautiful—how could I bear to destroy a flower with ruthless hands?"
Leng Yaozhu looked as though she wanted to cry but had no tears. Her gaze carried a trace of resentment, and she didn't know what to say.
Still.
Su Yan really looked so young. He didn't seem very old, did he?
Wait, no!
Leng Yaozhu thought about the Group Chat's chat history. Su Yan