"Kid, weren't you quite fond of Xiao Lan earlier? Why have you changed your mind now?"
The Kunlun Elder didn't blush but instead spoke angrily, "Are you, with such great talent, actually afraid of Zhang Bin?"
This was both a question and provocation.
This old bastard's eloquence is quite impressive.
If Gong Wu and Zhang Bin were two different people, Gong Wu might have fallen for it.
But they're the same person, so how could he fall for it?
"Old man, let me tell you, Zhang Bin is my benefactor, and I will not steal his wife."
Zhang Bin said sincerely.
"Zhang Bin is your benefactor? What kind of favor does he owe you?"
The Kunlun Elder said, feeling troubled.
"Once, I was wandering in Sanchahe Village, and at the time I didn't even have money for a meal. He gave me ten bucks, allowing me to eat a fast food meal. That favor is significant. So, old man, don't make me do the ungrateful thing."
Zhang Bin said.
