Gu Xiaoqing was sure she wanted to vomit blood.
This person's name must have been wrong; it shouldn't be Fang Shaohan, it should be Fang Poison Tongue.
Truly a poison tongue.
And what essence is he talking about?
What kind of evil essence even I don't know about?
Before Gu Xiaoqing could answer, a voice came from behind: "Gu Xiaoqing, is this your friend?"
Gu Xiaoqing couldn't mistake that voice; it was definitely Wei Ziyun's.
Could you show up a bit later?
I know your little gossipy thoughts, but could you let me catch my breath before you appear?
Isn't this forcing me to suffocate?
Gu Xiaoqing's face was a shade of iron blue, a telltale sign of being on the brink of explosion.
Fang Shaohan leisurely glanced behind Gu Xiaoqing and elegantly replied, "Hello, you're Gu Xiaoqing's classmate? I'm Gu Xiaoqing's good friend."
The words "good friend" were obviously emphasized, showing this person had ulterior motives.
