"I've met plenty of people who liked to say things like that to me, but your cultivation is the lowest of them all." Huo Yuhao glanced over Shangguan Wei'er and chuckled.
Though he was inside the gloomy Interrogation Room, Huo Yuhao remained calm and composed. It was as though the prisoners were not him, but Shangguan Wei'er and the members of the Imperial Family Inspection Team before him.
Although Shangguan Wei'er knew Huo Yuhao was mocking her, she was not particularly angry. After all, she knew something of his experiences and understood just how powerful the people who had dealt with him before were.
"Hehe, what an unromantic young boy. That won't do. Let me take good care of you, little brother Huo. I know all sorts of tricks."
After saying this, Shangguan Wei'er fluttered her seductive eyes, limpid as autumn waters, at Huo Yuhao. Clearly, she meant it.
Yet Huo Yuhao gave her a strange look. "Say, granny, how can you even bring yourself to say something like that? I'm only twelve this year! How old are you? Over seventy, I imagine? What the hell makes you want to devour me? Are you some pervert who likes an old cow grazing on tender grass?"
"Granny? Pervert?" Shangguan Wei'er's willow-leaf brows immediately shot up. As a woman, her methods were indeed formidable. Who knew how many powerful men had fallen at the hem of her skirt?
Despite her enchanting appearance, she had already been running the Ordinary Alliance forty years ago. No one knew her true age. Her cultivation was even higher than that of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce's president; she was a high-ranking Soul Douluo.
Shangguan Wei'er snorted coldly, stamped her foot hard against the floor, and turned to leave the Interrogation Room.
A short while later, the