“One Hundred Ways to F*ck Yourself Up”

"Ye Qingxuan, he's the main planner."

The moment Wolf Flute finished, Ye Qingxuan's expression grew as troubled as his. "Are you…joking?" he asked instinctively.

Wolf Flute looked at him seriously, giving him a headache. He thought that maybe Wolf Flute was telling the truth. Charles was annoying, horrible, and unreliable but his skills… It made Ye Qingxuan angry but Charles was definitely a one-of-a-kind genius. Yeah, a bit more talented than Ye Qingxuan too. If Charles could become a musician, he would probably already be a world-famous grandmaster. Therefore, Ye Qingxuan did not find it strange that this matter had something to do with Charles.