The emphasis on the word 'old' was so strong, Yun Ran wondered if he might have broken his teeth.
However, she couldn't spare any concern for his teeth at the moment.
The man's dark and handsome face, with eyes slightly narrowed exuding a dangerous aura, instinctively made Yun Ran drift ten meters away from him.
"What did you say? I can't hear you! I need to dry my hair! Don't bother me!"
The man curled his lips, even his smile carried a hint of danger, "Oh really? Then I'll come over and talk to you slowly."
"... Is that really necessary?"
Then she saw the man turning his wheelchair towards her.
Yun Ran: "..."
[In the code of the martial world, if you can't win, flee; if you can't flee, kneel and call for help! If all else fails, knock your head twice!]
"Master, I was wrong!"
"Master doesn't accept apologies."
Yun Ran: "..."
This is too much! Does he really expect her to knock her head twice?!
