“Peeking? Who came first?”
Zhao Feng laughed. At this moment, he didn’t seem like a pure, innocent youth anymore.
“You… ”
Sister Yuan was speechless.
Indeed, Zhao Feng had arrived before them and the two had come in secret.
“Brother Zhao, it’s our fault… Please don’t… ” Sister Ran’s eyes were red as she begged.
Seeing her innocent and sad look, Zhao Feng obviously wouldn’t tell on them.
At this moment, Sister Yuan was also silent like she knew the opponent had the ability to threaten her.
“Oh well, I won’t go further because of sister Ran.” Zhao Feng took back his token.
An expression of ‘just like I expected’ appeared on Sister Yuan’s face: “Kid, an outer disciple like you won’t be able to catch sister Ran.”
Sister Ran’s face was as red as blood as she lowered her head and sneakily glanced at Zhao Feng from the corner of her eye. But she didn’t say anything.