'What does this woman want?' Xu Feng had anticipated Evelyn's presence because of the messages they exchanged in the Divine World.
But where did this Ling Qingxue come from?
And from the looks of it, she seemed to have a trace of disdain toward him.
Or more specifically, toward the Cool Wind persona.
If Xu Feng recalled correctly, he had never interacted with her on Cool Wind status.
"So can you or can you not connect me with him?" Ling Qingxue appeared visibly annoyed.
What she hated the most was this type of man.
'Was it comical of you to mimic me? Or do you find yourself humorous?' She wasn't Evelyn, who held some ridiculous amount of admiration toward him.
"I could—"
Just when Xu Feng was about to answer her, Evelyn's eyes narrowed.
She gently pushed Xu Feng's chair behind her and stood in front. Her expression was cold.
