Madam Yan's eyes flashed with a cold indifference and anger. Ding Fan was addicted to flirting? How little did this young man know about his own weight, did he really think he was a figure of importance?
Madam Yan was indeed impressive, as the coldness in her eyes disappeared in just one breath. However, a charming smile hung on her lips, and her eyes teased with a flirtatious smile. Her voice became extremely soft: "Ding Fan, it's not that I haven't given you a chance. When will you be able to defeat me? My boudoir door is always open for you, okay?"
Ding Fan smiled and asked, "What realm is Madam in now? What level warrior heritage do you have?"
Madam Yan said with slight pride, "Divine Realm Fifth Level First Stage! Sixth-level Martial Warrior Legacy!"
"Yes!"
Ding Fan nodded heavily, "Madam, just wait, three or five years later, I will walk into your boudoir."
"Hehe, such ambition."
