"I'm here!" A tall figure started moving forward through the crowd.
"A young girl?" Under the glaring motorcycle lights, Liu Er glanced at Luo Ye sideways, his eyes gleaming, "Still a rookie? I like it. How about this, you fulfill my wish and I'll spare your village, deal?"
Just then, Ye Xuan arrived, saying nothing, stretched out his long arm and lifted Liu Er by the collar, his ink-purple eyes staring straight at him: "You've watched too many period dramas, calling yourself 'master'."
"Alright, since you like to call yourself 'master', let me fulfill your 'master' wish."
Liu Er's gaze was somewhat confused; the motorcycle noise was loud, and his attention was entirely on Luo Ye, not hearing what Niu Guoqing asked.
As for Ye Xuan's response, he didn't hear it at all. Suddenly lifted up, facing a strikingly handsome face, he was utterly baffled...
