"Can you tell me your name first?"
Ye Tian stared at the beauty before him and suddenly asked with interest.
"Leng Yao."
"Not from Japan?"
"Hmph, what's it to you?" Leng Yao glared angrily at Ye Tian, her eyes reflecting endless fury. "I advise you to kill me right now; if you don't, if I get a chance to kill you, I'll strike without hesitation."
"Oh dear, I have a soft heart. I can't resist women, especially beauties like you. If I killed you, I think I'd be punished by heaven. Beauties are the most precious resources in this world. If a beauty like you were to fall, wouldn't that be a pity?"
While speaking, Ye Tian gazed at Leng Yao with a regretful look, showing special sympathy and tenderness.
Leng Yao said nothing; she had never met anyone as shameless as Ye Tian.
Leng Yao generally wasn't good at conversation; usually, she'd act directly with no unnecessary words.
