Ziyun Teng knew that back in the day, Wu Muchou's father had served as the City Lord of Coastal City, and she had deep feelings for this city.
"Greetings, senior. My name is Tang Ming, a Tribute of the Huan Die Sect."
Tang Ming smiled at Ziyun Teng.
The handsome young man next to Ziyun Teng snorted coldly, "So, you're just another hypocrite lusting after beauty. I always thought, cousin, that your standards were high enough not to get involved with Huan Die Sect's Tributes. Yet, you ended up taking this step."
"Wu Hong, shut up."
Wu Muchou raised an eyebrow; she knew very well what kind of person Tang Ming was.
Wu Hong speaking like this about Tang Ming would undoubtedly cause misunderstanding towards the Wu Family, given Tang Ming's temperament.
However, contrary to Wu Muchou's expectations, Tang Ming nodded in agreement: "Mo Chou, I think your cousin is right. All those Tributes of Huan Die Sect join because they're captivated by the disciples' beauty."
