Ling Chen found it amusing. It seemed the man before him regarded him as a competitor.
Indeed, Lin Ya was a woman of such exquisite beauty that she could stir any ordinary man's heart.
"Haha, I was just joking with this brother," Yuan Gang said, his eyes flashing with a cold light that quickly vanished, replaced by a smile as he stepped aside. "Lin Ya, why must you be angry?"
"Let's go."
Lin Ya glanced at Ling Chen, and they moved deeper into the square.
Reckless fool.
Watching Ling Chen's receding figure, Yuan Gang's eyes flickered with killing intent.
"It seems I've earned the ire of that Gold-ranked Assassin. Do you think he will attempt to assassinate me tonight?" Ling Chen glanced at Yuan Gang, then turned to Lin Ya with a smile.
