"You better stop running your mouth, I won't fall for your tricks!" Ling Rong's hair practically exploded, looking like an enraged red hedgehog.
Brat, if it weren't for your grandfather, I'd have dealt with you a long time ago. Ye Tian thought viciously, although his expression remained meek.
"What are you talking about, I was just complimenting you..."
The flames intensified; Ye Tian could almost smell his hair burning.
"Miss Ling Rong, please, in light of me saving your grandfather that night, spare me!" Ye Tian groveled as if he had a tail that he'd be wagging right now.
Ling Rong didn't really want to hurt Ye Tian; she just found his drooling over girls revolting and wanted to punish him a little.
Putting out the flames in her hand, Ye Tian felt the room cool down significantly.
"What? It's been several days and only now you come to thank your lifesaver?"
