"Xing Lang, didn't I warn you not to underestimate Miss Jun? Otherwise, you would certainly pay a heavy price. This time, you've tasted the bitterness, haven't you?"
Xing Lang's face twists, "That was just Jun Muyan's treacherous trickery, that's why I fell into her trap!"
"Treacherous trickery?" Han Ye rolls his eyes, "Xing Lang, have you forgotten what your cultivation is, and what Miss Jun's behavior is? You're an Immortal, yet you've been beaten into such a miserable state by Miss Jun, a Fasting Stage cultivator, and you still have the nerve to find excuses here. "
"I –!" Xing Lang wants to quibble, but he looks at his current stupid appearance. Then he thinks about how he was subdued by Jun Muyan, and his face turns green and white.
Han Ye can't help but laugh out loud when he sees his appearance.
Xing Lang is silent for a moment, then he grits his teeth: "That woman, what did she write on my chest, why can't I see it now?"
That's right, when the rune appeared just now, Xing Lang couldn't clearly see what was written because of the angle and the panic in his heart.
When he wants to take a good look, he finds that the lines on his chest have already disappeared.
Damn it, how did that woman do it?
Han Ye puts away his smile, purses his lips, and looks at him in all seriousness, "I really want to know what Miss Jun wrote on your chest?"
Xing Lang nods.
He really wants to know what kind of words could actually make Jun Shang change his mind.
But he doesn't think that he owes Jun Muyan a favor.
He just … he just wants to know what tricks that woman is playing.
Han Ye raises a finger and shakes it in front of Xing Lang, "You want to know? Then beg me ah! "
"Han Ye, don't go too far!!" Xing Lang roars.
Han Ye spreads out his hands indifferently, "If you don't want to know, then forget it."
Xing Lang's face twitches, but he finally swallows his anger and opens his mouth, "Fine, I … I beg you to tell me!"
Han Ye hears Xing Lang's pleading, and the expression on his face becomes more vivid, like he's holding back his laughter, but also like he's carefree.
He slowly approaches Xing Lang, sticking his head to his ear, "What Miss Jun wrote is …"
Xing Lang pricks up his ears, his face tense.
Han Ye smiles mischievously, "What Miss Jun wrote is really interesting. Unfortunately, even if you beg me, I won't tell you! "
After saying that, he suddenly retreated a few meters away.
The Star Wolf's face contorts malevolently, and he bellows at the top of his lungs, "Han Ye –!!"
Han Ye picks his ears, completely ignoring his anger, "What? You want to fight? Unfortunately, you're more dead than alive right now. You're no match for me. Furthermore, don't forget that I will be the one to carry out your punishment! "
Xing Lang tightly clenches his fists, his complexion ashen, "Han Ye, don't push your luck, do you really think that I …"
"Then let me warn you too!" The smile on Han Ye's face suddenly turns solemn, his voice ice-cold, "Don't try to act one way on the surface and another way behind her back. Try in vain to move against Miss Jun again, otherwise, your end will be a hundred times, a thousand times more miserable than this time."
"At that time, don't blame me for not considering our years of friendship!"
Saying that, not waiting for the Star Wolf to react, Han Ye turns around and leaves.
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