Lin Lang gritted her teeth, exclaiming, "You bastard, you actually planted a spy in my mansion."
Xing Yezui seemed to be holding back laughter, but eventually burst out laughing, pointing at Lin Lang, "You can send spies, but do you think I can't? Even if I did, so what. — I didn't expect you, fool, to believe a little rumor so easily."
"Madman, everyone told me you were crazy; I never believed them, but it turns out my suspicions were right. In this East County, you may not have the highest cultivation, but in terms of cunning and strategy, you're definitely a top choice. It seems I have to deal with you today."
The "Drunken Mad" Yezui stared at Lin Lang as if looking at an idiot, and after a long while said, "You just gave me such high praise. Why suddenly have such a stupid thought now? Do you really think adding those thirteen kittens under you can take my life?"
