Phew... Fortunately, everyone's attention shifted to the Fang father and daughter, so there's finally nothing concerning him now.
Finally, under the various gazes of the crowd, Mu Rufeng slowly lifted his head, a sharp glint flickering in his phoenix eyes, his voice light and indifferent.
"Are you done?"
Fang Yiran was stunned, seemingly not comprehending, looking at him expectantly.
"If you're done, then please stay away from me, don't pollute the air in front of me." Mu Rufeng's voice was icy, carrying a bone-chilling coldness, ruthless and unfeeling, "because when you speak, it stinks."
Fang Yiran's face turned ashen, instantly looking unbearable, with an expression as if she had eaten dung, as ugly as it could be.
"Pfft!" Tong Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her apricot eyes slightly curved, resembling a bright little crescent moon, looking incredibly cute, yet in the twilight, carried a unique charm, enchanting and alluring.
