Just as Ye Feng was pondering, a cold snort suddenly sounded beside his ear:
"Hmph, men are all no good. One look at a seductive vixen like that, and you can't even move!"
Ye Feng turned his head in surprise, only to see Frey looking at him with contempt.
Ye Feng immediately realized that Frey had gotten the wrong idea. He had merely been thinking about something else, but Frey thought he had been staring at Filiya.
Ye Feng was about to explain himself when a thought suddenly struck him:
Why should I explain myself? What business is it of yours whether I look at women? What are you getting angry about? Never mind that I wasn't looking-even if I were, what could you do about it?
At that thought, Ye Feng immediately straightened his back and glared right back at him.
That infuriated Frey:
"You... you..."
Before Frey could come up with anything else, Ye Feng shot back:
"You what? Since when do you get a say in what I do? Even my wife doesn't interfere. Who do you think you are?"
Ye Feng already had a poor impression of this lavishly dressed young man, and now his tone grew even harsher.
Ye Feng's attitude left Frey seething. He pointed at Ye Feng, his face full of anger, but could only repeat "you" without getting another word out.
Unexpectedly, Frey stamped his foot, ran over to Saikeer, and pointed at Ye Feng as he complained:
"Second Brother, he's bullying me! Boo-hoo..."
As Frey spoke, tears actually began glistening in his eyes.
The sight left Ye Feng dumbfounded:
Fuck, one sentence made him cry? Isn't he a little too fragile? Is he even a man? He actually went crying to his older brother!
Ye Feng was utterly speechless at Frey's