Lu Xiaomian poked her head out in shock and said, "Wow, is Seventh Master Feng lowering himself to be our tour guide?"
Feng Huaijin was born in Yanjing and knows Yanjing like the back of his hand.
Plus, as Yanjing's infamous rogue, where hasn't he been?
Having him as a guide would be so much more fun than having Zhao Xiaoyan, who's only been here a few months, lead us around.
Su Li looked at Lu Xiaomian disdainfully, full of contempt.
Oh, Xiao Mian, why did you use the words "lower himself"?
What's so noble about him?
Feng Huaijin glanced at Su Li nonchalantly.
Of course, Su Li wouldn't let it go, immediately nodding and saying, "Okay, if you're not busy, Seventh... Huaijin."
Under Feng Huaijin's gaze, Su Li dared not call him Seventh Master anymore. Her ears turned red as she quietly mumbled his name.
Xu Haohao: "!!"
Lu Xiaomian: "!!"
Whoa!
They aren't even using surnames, just straight to first names.
If there's nothing going on between them, they'd eat their hats!
