"An arrogant fool?"
Hearing Wu Lanlan's words, Yueh Rui and the other elders wore strange expressions. They found the situation rather amusing.
Refining a Treasure Pill with Pill Patterns in just a few seconds still made him an arrogant fool? Besides, the Second Miss's illness had indeed been cured by Ye Wushuang.
'Is Ye Wushuang the arrogant one, or is Wu Lanlan just ignorant?'
Upon hearing this, a secret thought stirred in Wu Qianqian's heart and she sighed inwardly, 'I almost wish he did have ill intentions toward me. What a pity!'
A wave of sadness washed over her.
"Qianqian, is he shamelessly pestering you? Watch me break his legs."
Wu Lanlan's gaze was glacial as she stepped forward.
"Sister!"
Wu Qianqian also stepped forward, blocking her path. "You've misunderstood. He's not that kind of person. Weren't you always asking about the expert who could cure my illness?"
