Worse than a Beast

"Your Third Master isn't me. Your Third Master is much better than me. Your Third Master is gentle, cultured, and knows how to dote on you. I don't know how to do anything." Jun Shiyan was jealous.

Humph, he was angry. Ever since the lass had met him, she had not said a single good word about him. She didn't try to sweet-talk him either. She just kept talking about 'Third Master' this, 'Third Master' that.

Since her Third Master was so nice, go back and find him! Why would she come here?!

Ling Sheng could not help but laugh out loud. She breathed in and moved closer. Her big eyes looked at him as she asked, "Mr I'm-Not-Third-Master. Do you smell anything strange?"